With the Red Sox starting a 9 game road trip with the first 6 being on the West Coast, and two of the three vs. Seattle starting at 10:00 p.m. est, I'm glad today is Friday: I at least don't have to get up and go to work in the morning.
Coco Crisp has played CF the past 2 years in a way that would make Ken Griffey Jr. proud: plays like the one in the picture are a routine thing. Since they are playing a team with one of the best OF in baseball, Ichiro Suzuki, I thought I'd throw a little love toward Covelli. With his bat catching up to his fielding, I expect Mr. Crisp will play a big role in the fortune's of this team over the next 2 months.
As someone who gets to see every game, you almost start taking his play in the field for granted: that is, until he makes a play like this. Ball in the gap, running full speed, know where the wall is, and time the leap perfectly to make the catch. Something tells me the broken down former long hair who's hinting at a trade down in New York doesn't get to that ball. Not this year.
Tomorrow afternoon the ol' ball and chain and the three Tasmanian devils come home from the beach, which means my bachelor life is over for at least another year: no more quiet, no more watching what I want on tv, and it's back to picking up the same toys 50 times a day.
I can't wait until they get here.
A week is a long time to go without a goodnight hug.
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