It just ain't the same for me since Bobby Cox retired last year. At least he was honored by the Braves for all of his work in Atlanta. His career in the city too busy to hate spanned 2 decades plus. After 30 years working at Hell Whole, I was unceremoniously dumped. At least Bobby went out with fanfare.
It just ain't the same without old Bobby sitting in the dugout rooting on his team. Freddi Gonzalez is an adequate replacement, but he ain't got the charisma of Bobby.
The Braves are swooning again this year and may or may not make the playoffs. Their magic number is down to two, so we're holding our breaths. Me and the city that is.
Tomorrow we trot out Derrick Lowe, who hasn't been the same pitcher since he was arrested for a dui early in the summer. And the Phillies counter with Roy Oswalt.
Bobby always caught hell from the Monday morning quarterbacks, and, yes, I admit to second guessing him as well. But the Braves won their division 14 years in a row. So we only had one World Series victory. Being in the playoffs was great all those years. Ask Kansas City, Seattle, and San Diego if they would like to trade.
Two games to go for a wild card berth. And no Bobby this time. The most ejected manager in major league baseball history. It just ain't the same!
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