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July 04, 2008

I'm Sorry

Man, it is looking right now that I could not have been more wrong about Jon Lester. My heartfelt apologies, young man. Right now, you are the glue holding this staff together. Congrats on another (near) perfect complete game.

The Yankees look like a bunch of old farts, don't they? Andy Pettitte-whom the Red Sox have done well against in recent years-had absolutely nothing, looked like he's rather be surveying the remains of a victim of flesh eating bacteria than be on the mound last night. A case of lefty-to-lefty torch passing if there ever were one. Jason Giambi, with that Ron Jeremy 'stache going, looks like a serious and fatal case of midlife crisis. Derek Jeter, a lifetime .316 hitter, is sitting on a very Lugo-esque .279 avg and we all know what has happened to his defensive abilities. Their only two players breaking .300-Damon and ARod-went 0-fer, and Johnny Damon proved he still couldn't throw out Helen Keller running the bases. $209 million for four games over .500 and eight games back (although were they in the pathetic NL West they'd have two games up on the leaderboard).   Folks, this is not your Yankee team of last year, which at this point had long ago begun their tear through the second half of the season. This is now an expensive team of hasbeens, with 14 years still tied up in ARod and Posada.

I don't think, in all honesty, the Yanks have it in them to comeback this year. Now all we have to do is wait for the Rays to choke, and-ouila!-the AL East is ours!

Glad to see some life in the bats, something that Pettitte has been good at inspiring lately. I mean, even Jason Varitek got a hit and an RBI. But the night clearly belonged to Jon Lester, to whom I again get down upon my knees to apologize and grovel.

Beckett vs Rasner in an afternnon game. Let's hope that Josh can get some of that much-missed support this time.

July 03, 2008

Gray Skies Are Gonna Clear Up...

...Oh, fuck that. After the most disheartening loss of the season, the team flirting with (and may have) the worst road record in the American League, there's nothing I'm happy about right now, and I'm just about to do my best impression of anchorman Bill O'Reilly...

First of all, there's nothing I hate more than that tired, cliche-ish "tip your cap to..." whoever just ate your lunch. I'm a poor loser. I don't "tip my cap" to anybody. I let it sit in my craw and stew and eat me alive until the next time, 'cuz that's the kind of girl I am. Let's retire that statement, shall we?

Second...I don't think I have any words to describe what happened to MDC and Craig Hansen last night. At the halfway point, it's becoming clear that while there are good outings to be had, there is no one-outside of Papelbon, who hasn't seen work for about a week now, and who has had a few issues of his own-who you can be depended to hold a lead (yay Oki for having a decent outing after Dice-K went his usual five and out). Our starters are just going to have to pitch complete games every outing. That's just the way it is, guys. Unless you want to watch everything you've worked for go up in smoke...oh, but we get Mike Timlin back for the Yankee series. Yay. That makes me feel a lot better.

At what point does Jason Varitek's poor offensive production outweigh his mythic ability to "call a game?" The man is on his way to having a worse year than Julio Lugo's inaugural season. I mean, he struck out three times last night, and I don't remember his last good at-bat. Yes, I know he has a majestic butt as well, but that only cuts it when I get to watch it sailing around the bases, not turning around and walking away from the plate towards the dugout for the third time.

I was watching something stupid-a FOX baseball show, I think-last weekend when Mark Gubicza said that he expected the Yankees to surprise, maybe sweep, the Sox in the stadium. I was mad at the time. Now I think winning one game there would be a gift...of course, the Yanks have had their own problems with production and bullpen issues as well. Melky Cabrera is something like 0-for-19, and St. Riviera took a loss the other night as well. Of course, yesterday they scored eighteen times, so go figure.

Battle of lefties tonight, as Lester goes up against Andy "thanks for the juice, Dad!" Pettitte

Pick yourself up,,,,dust yourself off...

Oh, shut up.

July 01, 2008

Crabby Quick Takes

This post is dedicated to griping about everything that has gone wrong with the Red Sox the past couple of days. If that's not your thing, I suggest you come back tomorrow when I might be in a better mood...or not.

1. This team is appallingly bad on the road. I know that their overall record is similar to last year's at this time, but that's only because they have been-until the last homestand-amazingly good at home. With the halfway point here, I'm going to say this trend has to reverse itself and soon. I don't look for the return of David Ortiz to be the sparkplug here, either, because this trend began 'way before he got hurt.

2. Jacoby Ellsbury is becoming this year's J.D. Drew. If I see him trying to pull another pitch down the right field line and ending up bouncing a grounder to short....well, I may just have to stick pins in my eyes.

3. Julio Lugo is thirty-six million dollars worth of useless. What was Tito thinking? Anybody? Buellar?

4. I'm Manny Ramirez' biggest defender in the world, but it's hard to be cool with him knocking over a 65-year-old man over something as insignificant as tickets. What the hell is the matter with him this year, anyway? First he comes to camp yapping about how much he loves us, then he gets into a brawl with Youk in front of God and everybody...and now he attacks a senior citizen? This is not a Manny moment, and there's nothing amusing about it. I know since the hated Shaughnessy wrote a column about it that a lot of people will use that as proof that Manny is again being victimized, but I don't think so. Manny's 36 years old, a first ballot HOFer, and he needs to grow up. I know if he knocked down my elderly dad (which would be a neat trick, since Dad's been dead a few years now) I would be very slow to forgive.

I will also tell you something else: Randy Moss knows better than to pull that shit.

Wake is starting tonight at 7:05p the Trop, a place where he used to be automatic but that's not such a sure thing anymore. RHe'll be opposed by Matt Garza, who's been doing great since he got a grip.

See you then.

June 29, 2008

All Hail Eric Wilbur

He's dead on today. I've been saying this for quite a long time now.

To the group of men previously known as the NOG: I really, really appreciate your efforts to bring championships to the Red Sox after so many years of failure. But I really, really don't appreciate the fact that you clearly look at me with a fish-eyed coldness that reduces me to little more than an ATM machine. Mr. Henry, Mr. Lucchino, here's the scoop: I hate NASCAR. Sox Appeal is just another brainless, intelligence-insulting log on the reality TV funeral pyre. I'm still fuming over that whole idiotic "President of Red Sox Nation" garbage that consumed at least three innings of every game last summer. Will it make me stop watching the Red Sox? Of course not; I loved them when we were enduring "1918" and "Babe-Bucky-Buckner" taunts, so a little materialistic crassness won't drive me away.

It's the price you pay for glory, I suppose. I keep reminding myself that one of these days, when we're back to sub-.500 mediocrity, I'll be knocking dust off some random pink hat and saying wistfully, remember when...?

What a Waste

You know, this pitching staff is starting to remind me of when you get a new puppy, and at first she can't do anything right, pees all over the floor. You work hard to train her and for ten straight days, there's nothing in the house and she does all her business outside like she's supposed to. You give her lots of praise and puppy love, and the eleventh morning...great big stinking pile of poo all over the floor. Arrggghh.

What the hell was that? What a huge waste of a great offensive performance, which have been few and far between on the road this season. You know, when you score ten runs-even when you score five-on most days, that's enough to win. But I guess Lester and Aardsma and MDC decided that wasn't a challenge enough and colluded to set the bar even higher. Sheesh. You guys give me four runs? Fine, I'll see your four and raise you one. You score five runs in the sixth? Fine, we'll come right back in the seventh and eighth with five more. It was like an ugly cat-and-mouse game, and time finally ran out for the Red Sox.

Well, I must say, as bad as he was, I'd rather watch Jon Lester lose that way than the way he was previously, fussing, diddling around, taking an hour between pitches. He still worked at a pretty good clip, just wasn't getting his pitches across. Oh, well. Maybe a few days of media abuse will get him righted around. Same w/MDC.

Oh, Dustin and Mike? You have permission to line up and bitch slap the entire pitching staff for their ingratitude. Why bother going 4-for-4 when no one appreciates it?

Beckett vs Moehler at 2pm. Let's get the train back on the track before the big trips to Tampa (still can't get used to thinking of Tampa as a threat) and NY.

June 28, 2008

Treasures Lost, Games Won

Pennington Most of us have been watching the floods out in the midwest with detached interest and empathy...man, it must stink to lose everything you've worked your whole life for, and in an instant. but every now and then we get a story that brings things a little closer to home. Baseball fans the country should be mourning the loss of history that went down with Art Pennington's house:

His skin color cost Pennington a shot at the major leagues as a young man. He flourished instead in the Negro, Cuban, Mexican and Venezuelan leagues in the 1940s and, when baseball in America finally opened the door to blacks, in minor leagues across the country.

Six decades later, the water came and carried off nearly every bit of proof that Pennington was the equal of just about anybody who played anywhere he went.

Newspaper clippings, programs, autographed photos from Mickey Mantle, Sal Maglie and a dozen other big leaguers who assured him he would play alongside them someday, scrapbooks that gave his living room the look and feel of a baseball museum.

Not only did we lose the historical articles in Mr. Pennington's house, we also lost part of our own national heritage...the part we don't like to talk about and the part that privileged people like to deny exists...the part that is reflected in the ubiquitous presence of the Confederate flag in the back window of pickups registered south of the Mason-Dixon and even over some state capitals (it's display should be grounds for treason in my book-it is, after all, the symbol of an attempted uprising against a sovereign nation for the purposes of enslaving human beings-but I digress)...the part reflected in polls suggesting that three out of 10 Americans will admit to racial bias, meaning there's a whole lot more out there...the part that means that Mr. Pennington, not that long ago and within the living memory of many Americans, was not allowed to play baseball in Fenway Park or Yankee Stadium or Wrigley Field or the Polo Grounds. As far as I'm concerned, that can't be allowed to fade from our national consciousness, and the loss of Mr. Pennington's priceless collection needs to be mourned by Americans everywhere, whether or not they love baseball. A little part of our national conscience went down the river with those photos and scrapbooks.

In happier news, it appears that Dice-K is, in fact, on the mend, that perhaps he was just brought back from the DL a start too early last weekend. Five innings, two hits, no runs...you can't ask for more than that, really. Hideki Okajima, however, is rapidly pitching himself into Mike Timlin territory, which is depressing, because I really like him. I hope he can turn it around soon.

J.D. Drew is going to his first ASG, mark my words. He won't win the fan voting-Manny Ramirez, I think, is the current leader in the outfield-but I can't imagine that Terry Francona won't reward him for stepping up so big with Papi down. Besides, he's earned it on his own merits. He's been huge this month.

I just heard this, even though it's a few days old...

In a Sports Illustrated survey of 495 Major League Baseball players in its June 23 issue, Jeter was voted the most overrated with 10% of the vote. Struggling Giants lefthander Barry Zito was second at 9%, while Alex Rodriguez and Red Sox outfielder J.D. Drew were tied for third with 7%. Mets third baseman David Wright and Red Sox first baseman Kevin Youkilis tied for fourth at 4%.

That brings a smile to my face, because I've been saying that since, well, probably 1996. It isn't that Jeter is a bad player (although I've never considered him a first-tier shortstop-how many times have you heard "past a diving Jeter" as opposed to "caught by a diving Jeter?" And nowadays, at age 34, he doesn't even bother to dive most times) it's just that in nauseating Yankee style, he's been elevated to a status far beyond what his on-field performance merits. I'm not saying he's not a HOFer, or a great postseason performer-he's just not the Second Coming, which is what Yankee fans would have you believe and what makes non-Yankee fans (most ML ballplayers) focus on his shortcomings. Thus, "most overrated." Before this season, I would have said they were correct about J.D. Drew as well, a guy for whom the word "potential" was conceived. But Youk? My guess there is that's a reflection of the fact that perhaps he isn't very popular in his own circles, as Manny can attest.

Game 2, Lester vs sub-.500 Bahke. here's hoping Jon can continue his June resurgence, and that the Sox don't really, really need Coco for anything.

June 26, 2008

Sports Cars and the Geezer Wars

Last year, when everyone else in the league was cleaning Roger Clemens' steroid-ravaged clock, he was still getting the Red Sox out with remarkable ease. Same with The Big Unit while he was with the Yanks. When I saw who the opposing pitchers were, 2005 and the sultan of Yankee Stadium cheap shots, Jason Giambi, flashed through my mind. The Sox have been struggling offensively-would they again be shut down by a guy who's using his AARP discount in the team hotel...?

The answer? Almost. But this time, he was beaten by our own Social Security recipient and perennial feel-good story, Tim Wakefield. Way to go, Tim! Old guys rule, folks. Forty is the new thirty, sixty is the new forty, and don't you forget it. Work hard, condition often, and you too could be on the mound in a game staring down guys young enough to be dating your daughter. It actually makes me feel a little bit guilty and slothful that I have no desire to be doing a lot of the same things now that I did 20 or 25 years ago. It's just.too much work.

Good, rejuvenating couple of days all around. On Tuesday, the Sox stage an absolutely inspiring comeback win-which Eckersley termed "the best win of the year so far" and I have to say I concur-all done with the backdrop of "Jerry Remy Day." It doesn't seem possible that Rem's been there 20 years-it really seems it was just a little while ago that we were suffering through Bob Montgomery every night, or watching Jim Rice carry Remy off the field after he ripped his knee apart for the last time. And I don't mean to be petty or jealous, but...my employer (the Maine Community College System) gives you something like a bronze plaque and restaurant gift certificate when you've reached a 20 year plateau. NESN gives you a Mustang? I wonder, do the long-tenured administrative assistants and copy editors get cars, too, or just plaques and gift certificates? Hmmm.

Anyway, I digress. It's a good sign that the bats are back on track when you watch Kevin Cash launch one 150 miles over everything, and that the Sox won 2/3 with no help from J.D. Drew, who was 0-fer in the series and sat out the night against Johnson. Really, considering what the Sox have accomplished with Papi out (and likely to remain so for at least a couple more weeks) and Manny hobbled and in a minor slump, we have nothing to complain about. That won't stop us, of course-we're New Englanders and bitching is mother's milk to us. But it is amazing and hopefully bodes well for a future that in the short term includes another extended road trip, followed by another short homestand, followed by another extended road trip. I know we'll be happy when they start spending a lot of time at home in August and September, but this is still ridiculous.

In another news, Barry "Wal Mart" Bonds has just marked himself down and offered himself to any interested party for league minimum...although he refuses to go the way of Carl Everett or Jose offerman and play for an independent league. I can't believe someone with a shot at a playoff spot won't take a chance on him for that, maybe even Tampa Bay, as he would also have the added benefit of being a crowd draw. Hell, I'd pay to see him, if only to hurl abuse.

Night off, and then the Sox and Dice-K open up in the former Enron Field at Houston. Think Roger will be anywhere in the vicinity? I'm sure many still think he's a God there, like they do George Bush...which is yet another great reason to be from New England.

June 24, 2008

Nothin' Could Be Finer Than To Wake Up With a Shiner in the Mornin'

Youk

And just like that, the Sox are 1-3 on this homestand, against the NL whom they supposedly own. Man, this is not going as scripted at all.

You knew it was going to end up in the L column when Youk took that warm up toss to the face, right? A shiner from a warm up toss? What an indignity. Poor Youk doesn't even get to wear it as a battle scar, a wicked hop off the bat of Eric Byrnes or anything. Nope. he got it because he missed a soft toss before the start of the fifth inning.

"Wow, Youk, that guy must have hit a screamer, huh?"

(Youk, sotto voce) 

"Ummm, well, we weren't even really playing when this happened...it was between innings..."

Sheesh. Survives the Rays' brawl, but gets injured playing catch. And because Sean Casey was cooling his heels as a result of his participation in said brawl, we were treated to Brandon Moss at first base. Whose fielding error led to the winning run. Fabulous. Poetic justice, some would say. I just say it sucked.

Of course, Brandon's error wouldn't've mattered so much if the Sox had anything going with their bats. Yes,Maddie I know Dan Haren is a good pitcher, but he's not that good-no one is as good as these Red Sox have the ability to make you look when they are on an offensive slide. My dog Maddie could blow a four seamer by them when they are sucking like this, and she's only ten pounds and barely knows her name. It also was an aggravating waste of anothe rbeautiful pitching job by Beckett, who is starting to get back on track and has thus far had a pretty frustrating season-pitch like crap, get a win; pitch really well, get a loss or an ND. This is the third time this year Beckett has given up 2 runs or less and got the loss. 

And while I'm happy that Jacoby Ellsbury is in the lineup and creating havoc on the basepaths and playing a good outfield, can we now all admit he is not yet the second coming of Rickey Henderson? After all the "he's gonna hit .350 and be a monster!" hype of last year, at nearly the halfway point this season he is hitting-just as I predicted-.276, w/a .368 OBP.

Thank you in advance for saying, "you were right."  

Ok, let's get that fenway magic back tonight. The D'Backs can't hit, and hopefully the Sox can take advantage of that w/Masterson and Doug Davis facing each other. Oh, and Doug? Glad you're doing better, buddy. But let's have a happy feel good story on someone else's dime, k?

June 23, 2008

Bizarro World...

...af Fenway Park, when:

-Dice-K is a stiff and Joel Piniero an ace...

-the Sox lead off three innings with doubles and come up snake eyes...

-Jonathan Papelbon blows two saves in a little over a week (I'd hate to be one of those Gator Aid coolers after that)

-Terry Francona brings in a raw rookie with the bases loaded and nobody out. Out of everything I saw this weekend, that was far and away the most bizarre. If course, the kid gave up the slam, putting the Sox hopelessly behind, although he settled down very nicely after that. Helllloooo, Tito? Does the name "Cla Meredith" mean nothing to you?

-I actually admit I was wr....wr....wrong (there, I said it!) about anything. I've been pretty hard on Jon Lester over the past couple of years, primarily because, well, frankly, he sucked. I thought his downtrodden demeanor, his "kick me" aura, his maddening tentativeness, was a permanent part of his makeup and would forever dog him and define his career. Well, it's looking more and more like that just isn't the xase. He threw a beauty yesterday, since the early part of the season has been one of the most reliable guys on the mound frankly-getting ahead and working quickly, and just showing some confidence, which he wasn't doing in years 1 & 2- and I'm thrilled to say I was the one mistaken this time. Good job, Jon! Keep it up. 

Although I'm pissed off that they lost 2/3 in Fenway, at least they didn't lose any ground in the standings. The Yanks lost 2/3 to the Reds, and the Rays lost yesterday to the Astros (I still can't get used to worrying about Tampa Bay, and btw, anybody else think Giambi has found some undetectable designer 'roids out there? Or is it just a contract year thing?) I'm really not worried that this is a harbinger of things to come for Dice-K-I'm sure he'll bounce back-but I admit to being concerned for the long term effectiveness of Hideki Okajima, and I'm really hoping this deries doesn't portend a long offensive slide for the Sox. It's not going to get any easier facing Dan Haren tonight, that's for sure, although thankfully they won't have to face Brandon Webb (who, incidentally got pounded by the Twins yesterday, proving nobody's perfect) The D'Backs are struggling to score runs too, so let's take advantage of that, guys. Kick 'em when they're down, so to speak.

Beckett vs Haren, 7:05pm at the Fens.

GO SOX!!! TWO IN A ROW!!!!

June 21, 2008

Game 6 Sighting...

Sam "Mayday" Malone has nothing on our own Bill, evidently. Who knew he was such a dog? (Well, we all did, considering he was the named "other man" in some chick's divorce a little while ago. But still...)

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To quote Richard Gere, "I think we both know she's not my niece."

I hope Bill broke away from the kissy-face long enough to take some notes on defense.

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