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Posted by: Bradley McDonald

Done. Four games and it's all over. One Astros fan held up a sign at the game last night that read "Gag the fat lady." Well, she sang loud and clear and may still be singing.

Game four looked like a rerun of the previous games for the Astros. The theme: missed opportunities. Just about every inning provided an opportunity for Houston to score runs and every inning ended without the big hit. It was frustrating to watch. In fact, I got so frustrated that when the White Sox scored a run in the eighth, I turned the TV off.

For about five minutes.

I couldn't give up on the boys. But then they left runners on base again in the bottom of the eighth. Hello, Frustration. Off goes the TV.

For about five minutes.

Bottom of the ninth inning. I thought that surely it was our time. So many games with the other team celebrating after a game-winning hit. Gotta be our time. Two outs. Tying run on third. He stays there. Sox win 1-0.

If the Astros could've gotten one more hit in each game at the right time, they could've won every one of them. Credit must be given to Chicago's pitching staff, though. They brought it.

These weren't the same Houston hitters that played over the last few months of the season, though. Their offense has struggled all year, but since the 15-30 start, someone always came up with the big hit when they needed it. Maybe it was nerves, but whatever it was, they looked terrible at the plate in the Series.

Nevertheless, what a ride it has been! The thrill of making it to the World Series outweighs any disappointment caused by being swept. I'm going to miss baseball. Spring Training can't get here quick enough.

I can also take solace in the fact that soon our beloved Kent Curry will post pictures in the Astros "attire" that I sent him. He has sent word that he's received one package, but there is still more on the way. I can't wait.