*Picture from the Boston Globe*
The lethal cocktail of Timmeh and my 3 hooligans has convinced my I'll leave this earth a relatively young man. Watching a Wakefield start is akin to watching someone walk a high wire across mid-town Manhattan: scariest thing you could possibly look at, but you can't take your eye's off of it.
GREAT start by Wake tonight: 6 2/3 inning's pitched, and he left with the score 2-1.
It stayed that way until the final out. Mini Manny provided the biggest punch-to-the-marbles moment: with 2 out and after walking the bases loaded, up came Sammy "I cork my bat" Sosa. MDC struck him out LOOKING to end the inning.
Okajima pitched a scoreless 8th (has there ever been a guy come out of nowhere and be this freaking dominant?) and in comes the Papelbot for the 9th.
I'm firmly convinced the Munchkin won the game tonight: if he had not jumped in between Pap and the 1B ump, who knows what would have happened. 103 year old Kenny Lofton hits a ground ball to Youk, and Pap and Father Time reach first at basically the same time. Ump calls Lofton safe, and the replay did seem to show he beat the throw, but calling it a "bang-bang play" doesn't do it justice. At any rate, Papelbon goes all George Brett on the ump, and I was seriously worried he was gonna get tossed.
Leave it to the 5 ft 7 inch 2B to restore some order: he gets right up in Pap's grill and pushes him away. Of course, Papelbon plunks Jerry Hairston Jr. to make it interesting, then strikes out Michael Young to end the game.
3 years off my life and 1 ulcer later, I'm a happy guy: the 3 game losing streak comes to an end, and Josh Beckett takes the hill tomorrow.
Is it too much to ask that Rakes doesn't start any international incidents between now and then?