Peter notes the Sox are now 4-0 against the Yankees:
... Great job, Jon, and at the perfect time against the perfect foe. ...
Red says Big Papi is back:
... With everyone asking just what the f@#k's wrong with Papi, the Large Father bought himself at least a few days of reprieve from the slings and arrows with a showing against the Yankees that conjured images of Vintage Ortiz. Bringing bat to ball with extreme prejudice, hustling his oversized arse down the line like a trained bear chasing a motorized cookie tray, and surveying the damage like Zeus after a Mount Olympus bender.
One game doth not make a season, but for a few moments, it felt like 2007 all over again. And it didn't suck. ...
Flannery said sleep be damned:
It's nearing midnight and I’m sitting here shotgunning a fresh can of diet coke. I have to be up in just over 6 hours.
Yup. Just another game night.
AND IT PAYS OFF WITH A 2-RUN HOMER FROM BAY!
Beth enjoyed the Orsillo/Eck/Dave Roberts combo:
If we can't have the Rem-Dawg, this is the next best thing.
Jimmy notes the failure of Girardi's faux outrage over a called strike three against Jeter and discusses Julio Lugo:
Julio Lugo was essentially benched by Terry Francona after botching a few plays in the field upon his return. I actually think he can outhit Nick Green fairly easily, but you don’t want to have a guy playing SS when he’s this rusty. Take a couple of days off, grab a coach, grab a fungo bat, and go take a few grounders. By "a few" I mean 400,000.