Sox take first blood in war with MFYs
My Sox just pulled off an incredible win-- 7-3 over the Evil Empire of the South. The wind tried to steal a win from us (we should have had about 17 runs), but the Mighty David Ortiz would not be denied. How fitting that the homer he crushed to right center sailed right over Damon's head and into Papelbon's glove.
The deciding run was actually scored by Willie Harris, who appropriately had a slide that looked just like Dave Roberts' in Game 4 of the ALCS. Only it was Loretta driving him in and not Bill Mueller... and there was a different noodle-armed idiot in center field watching helplessly as he has no chance of throwing out the runner at the plate.
I very much enjoyed Jeter's critical blunders. Just as ESPN and the biggest fucking moron on the planet, Rich Sutcliffe, got done ball-washing him for the millionth time, he gets thrown off second in the DP that bailed Wake out of a jam. Take that, Captain Intangibles. He was very, very tangible tonight...
The story of the game had to be Doug "Superman" Mirabelli, who flew cross-country and needed a police escort to get to Fenway on time. Now, I am very familiar with the Boston area having spent my summers there, and I did not know it was humanly possible to make it from Logan to Fenway in a half hour, let alone 10 minutes. The Stud Who Hits Bombs told Erin Andrews after the game that they were going 100 mph down the freeway, and he changed into his jersey in the back of the limo. He had about two minutes to get re-acquainted with Wakefield before he had to catch him. Josh Bard gave up 10 passed balls already this year in five starts. Mirabelli gave up none today (and had some pretty nifty stops), and let's also mention that he threw out a would-be base stealer-- the first one to be thrown out with Wakefield pitching this season. Welcome back, Stud. I hope the PTBNL who he was traded for is Rudy Seanez (worthless shmuck...)
I like what I saw out of the Sox tonight. I feel like every loss we've taken this season, with the exception of the Cleveland blowout, we've been one hit away from breaking the game open. Tonight we did, and Ortiz put a cap on the victory with the home run off Mike Myers... an emphatic "F YOU" to the ineffective LOOGY. David Ortiz is too good for LOOGYs, Joe Torre, take note. I find it funny that the reason Mike Myers was acquired was to get David Ortiz out. So much for that...
Let's sweep this two-game series with a Josh Beckett win tomorrow.
I was going to write about the crowd reaction to Damon, but it's been discussed ad nauseum by everyone else in the media, so I'll just leave it at this: He should have been given a standing O in his first at-bat. After that, boo him all you want until it becomes almost comical. Without Johnny, the lives of Red Sox fans would be drastically different. We'd still be walking around with our heads down, sulking in our "Woe is me" attitudes, and wondering if God really does hate us all for 86 years ++ of suffering and torture we've had to endure. There is no 2004 World Series win without Johnny Damon. I would have stood for Johnny, because he delivered for us.
He's a Yankee now, and that's not cool at all, but for once, can we put aside the rivalry and realize that this man busted his ass 24-7 to bring us a title. If I saw him walking down the street, I'd shake his hand and tell him thank you for changing my life. I did that for Bronson Arroyo. I wish I could tell every single one of those 25 men how much they mean to me. Yes, Johnny Damon did a bad thing by signing with NYY (and lying about it on May 1, 2005)... but come on, Red Sox fans. Show some class.
Okay, I'm done now. Get it done, Beckett!
The deciding run was actually scored by Willie Harris, who appropriately had a slide that looked just like Dave Roberts' in Game 4 of the ALCS. Only it was Loretta driving him in and not Bill Mueller... and there was a different noodle-armed idiot in center field watching helplessly as he has no chance of throwing out the runner at the plate.
I very much enjoyed Jeter's critical blunders. Just as ESPN and the biggest fucking moron on the planet, Rich Sutcliffe, got done ball-washing him for the millionth time, he gets thrown off second in the DP that bailed Wake out of a jam. Take that, Captain Intangibles. He was very, very tangible tonight...
The story of the game had to be Doug "Superman" Mirabelli, who flew cross-country and needed a police escort to get to Fenway on time. Now, I am very familiar with the Boston area having spent my summers there, and I did not know it was humanly possible to make it from Logan to Fenway in a half hour, let alone 10 minutes. The Stud Who Hits Bombs told Erin Andrews after the game that they were going 100 mph down the freeway, and he changed into his jersey in the back of the limo. He had about two minutes to get re-acquainted with Wakefield before he had to catch him. Josh Bard gave up 10 passed balls already this year in five starts. Mirabelli gave up none today (and had some pretty nifty stops), and let's also mention that he threw out a would-be base stealer-- the first one to be thrown out with Wakefield pitching this season. Welcome back, Stud. I hope the PTBNL who he was traded for is Rudy Seanez (worthless shmuck...)
I like what I saw out of the Sox tonight. I feel like every loss we've taken this season, with the exception of the Cleveland blowout, we've been one hit away from breaking the game open. Tonight we did, and Ortiz put a cap on the victory with the home run off Mike Myers... an emphatic "F YOU" to the ineffective LOOGY. David Ortiz is too good for LOOGYs, Joe Torre, take note. I find it funny that the reason Mike Myers was acquired was to get David Ortiz out. So much for that...
Let's sweep this two-game series with a Josh Beckett win tomorrow.
I was going to write about the crowd reaction to Damon, but it's been discussed ad nauseum by everyone else in the media, so I'll just leave it at this: He should have been given a standing O in his first at-bat. After that, boo him all you want until it becomes almost comical. Without Johnny, the lives of Red Sox fans would be drastically different. We'd still be walking around with our heads down, sulking in our "Woe is me" attitudes, and wondering if God really does hate us all for 86 years ++ of suffering and torture we've had to endure. There is no 2004 World Series win without Johnny Damon. I would have stood for Johnny, because he delivered for us.
He's a Yankee now, and that's not cool at all, but for once, can we put aside the rivalry and realize that this man busted his ass 24-7 to bring us a title. If I saw him walking down the street, I'd shake his hand and tell him thank you for changing my life. I did that for Bronson Arroyo. I wish I could tell every single one of those 25 men how much they mean to me. Yes, Johnny Damon did a bad thing by signing with NYY (and lying about it on May 1, 2005)... but come on, Red Sox fans. Show some class.
Okay, I'm done now. Get it done, Beckett!
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