*Photo from the Boston Globe*
Go ahead and tip your cap, Josh: you deserve it. On a day when it was obvious he didn't have his best stuff and the cold realization set in that the Red Sox weren't playing the Royals or the Mariners anymore, Josh Beckett proved that he is now, finally, a PITCHER.
Not just a hard thrower anymore, Beckett showed everyone today that he's figured out that it takes more than blowing a 98 mph heater by a guy to get the job done.
6.2 IP, 9H, 5R, 4ER, 2BB, 7K. That's Beckett's line for today. Not as pretty as his first 3 games, but it was enough: he's 4-0 for the year, and they are getting the brooms out just in case in Boston. After giving up 2 runs in each of the first two innings, Beckett settled down and retired 10 of the next 12 Yankees he faced.
So far this year, the Sox seem to be the kind of team that's not gonna roll over and die when the chips are down: today they answered the Yankee punches with their own, plating 2 runs in the 1st and 2 more in the second. Papi hit his 6th dinger of the year for 2 of the 3 runs they scored after that, and Okajima and Timlin each pitched 2/3 of an inning worth of hit less, scoreless work.
9th inning? Who else: The Papelbot. Came in, got Damon to ground out and then walked Cabrera. I think he does this on purpose, much like a cat toying with a mouse: gives 'em a sense of false hope. He promptly struck out Jeter on a 98 mph heater, then got Abreu to fly out to win the game.
I had to stuff cotton balls in my ears due to McCarver and Buck rambling on and on about Arod, and at one point was close to asking Ciera to jab my ear with a steak knife because it would have hurt less, but made it through somehow. Thinking about Joe Morgan tomorrow night, wearing his pinstriped suit, has got me feeling a bit queasy as well. It's all good though: we beat the Yankees again today.
Sun was shining, birds were singing, and Beckett is 4-0.
Life is good.
PS: The title today is dedicated to Tex, who finally got to see her boy pitch today: You brought him some good luck Texas.