Matsuzaka-san! Take that, Joe Madden with your hipster glasses and your cowbell fans.

Female Rays fans get mohawk bkini waxes, or Rayhawks:

Us ladies now actually have a way of participating.

Via Soxaholix.

Red Sock blows the lid of the doddering announcer's latest Ramirez ranting:

... But what of the specific claim that Manny forgot which knee was bothering him? It might be worthy of a chuckle if it did not come after more than 10 years of insults and unwarranted nastiness from both the Boston and national media.

Yesterday I tried to find out where it had originated from.

It turns out that McCarver was repeating that exact same story more than two years ago! ...

AP: Curt Schilling could have been ready to pitch in the AL championship series, according to his surgeon.

Curt Schilling: I have not spoken with Craig in two weeks since our last 'check up' but the comments he made were his own:

He, unfortunately, like me has little to no filter when asked about things he feels comfortable with knowledge wise. My arm and pitching, and shoulders, are certainly topics he is smarter than anyone I've ever met on.

However, like so many times before, the timing is horrific. ...

Rob refutes Bill Simmons on the issue of Manny Ramirez:

... Just to put a few facts out there: Manny Ramirez is a grown man. He's a goofy bastard, but he's no child. He hired Scott Boras, not the other way around. And as much influence as Boras may have wielded, it was still Manny who gave the green light in the end. It was still Manny who took three strikes in Yankee Stadium. It was still Manny who shoved a Red Sox employee to the ground, slapped Kevin Youkilis in public, demanded a trade, and faked injury in the middle of a pennant race. ...

He adds:

... The most irritating part of Simmons' rant is that he tries to come off as the voice of all Sox fans. He thinks himself Tribunus Plebis (tribune of the people) of Red Sox Nation. But it's difficult to have the pulse of a New England fanbase from Los Angeles. ...

Adam Hart rounds up and rates all the Boston-sucks comments from losers in other cities (here's lookin' at you, Lackey).

Meanwhile, Bruce Allen lets us know that the Sporting News has just named Boston the best sports city in America. For the fourth time in seven years, Mr. Lackey.

It's every fan's nightmare: You lose your tickets to the big game. Noternie reports that's what happened to him last night at the Prudential Center Mall:

... [T]he tickets--in an envelope folded twice and stuffed securely in the front left pocket of my Levi's--fell to the floor of the mall, which I didn't discover until a few minutes later.

We were meeting my brother-in-law and niece who were going to the game separately. They joined us on a frantic search for the tickest in a crowded, urban mall. We asked security, customer service and each of the many kiosk workers if they had seen anything. Nothing. We retraced our path from the car to the end of the mall where I had walked. Nothing.

Talk about sick to my stomach. ...

But like last night's game, this story has a happy ending.

Faegirl shows there's only one way up for the Sox at Fenway Park.

Bring on the Rays!

As the ALDS stretches into four games, Sox fans begin to reach for a hammer to throw at their TVs.

Soxaholix sums it up:

Doug: Well, the Red Sox bettah close this thing out tonight because I can't take too much more of it.

Bill: What, the stress?

Doug: No, the friggin Frank TV ads. ...

Julia Spitz pines for the RemDawg:

... There actually is a vast conspiracy against Boston teams perpetrated by the national media. They don't like us. They don't get us. And they're dopes. ...

Yeah, like even aside from that guy with his endless closet of Joker-like suits, what was with the "big swing from a little man" crap last night after one of Pedroia's outs?

Alas, looks like Remy is a bit busy right now.