well that was an anger-attack that I had when I got home from class and found out that everything had gone wrong. especially when I saw that my 3 starting pitchers combined for amazing 12 points when I expected something between 45 and 60.

I just had to let it out now I'm just pissed off. maybe the games aren't just about "dumb luck", but luck is 95% or so.

I still want to kill Peavy, though.