Thursday, October 25, 2007

So now we know for absolute sure: eight days of rest do indeed make a baseball team rusty.

And we also know that the Boston Red Sox have not missed a beat.

Holy smokes, what a way to get started.

Strike out the side in the top of the first: BANG-BANG-BANG.

Clock a home run to kick off the bottom of the first: KAPOW.

And for the rest of the game, all game long, top of the inning, bottom of the inning, didn't matter. An absolute, all-out assault.

“Here’s my fastball,” said Josh Beckett. “And there’s another. And another. Think you can hit ‘em?

They could not.

Strikeout looking.

Strikeout swinging.

Strikeout swinging.

Strikeout swinging.

Strikeout looking.

Strikeout swinging.

Strikeout swinging.

Strikeout looking.

Strikeout looking.

They didn’t stand a chance.

And the offense!

A record for runs and margin of victory in a series opener.

Seventeen hits. Eight doubles. Thirteen Runs.

(And let’s not forget the contributions of Iron Mike and our French-Canadian friend. Maybe it was my little pep talk that motivated that 1-2-3 eighth? As my co-worker Jon Garelick put it: “Hey, 12 runs and it’s a new ballgame. He saved our asses.”)

Maybe they weren’t intimidated by Fenway. (Although, I think they kinda were.)

They’ve got to be intimidated by what we did to them.

Yup, it was an amazing streak. But it’s over now.

We’re the Boston @#%$ Red Sox.

Suddenly, people are rooting against us. Bring on the haters.

Schilling started the Sons of Sam Horn Game Thread for his own start within minutes of the final out last night. Gehrig38’s got a nice little win streak of his own right now.

Only he can ensure that it continues.

10/25/2007 12:30:58 PM by Mike Miliard | Comments [0] |