Meh. Justin Masterson, fresh from Double AA Portland went 6 innings, gave up two hits, one run, four walks, and four strikeouts. It's not his fault the bullpen went down in flames like somebody poured gasoline on them. Lopez and MDC were the prime culprits, and from descriptions I've read, Lil' Manny may have that plague the rest of the team has been fighting.
Down 7-3, Papi made it interesting by hitting his 4th HR of the year into the Angel bullpen in the 9th. For a guy hitting .189, the four dingers and the 20 RBI's are pretty freaking impressive. So they head to Tampa sitting in first place with a 15-9 record; considering I was praying for a .500 April, I'm thinking they'll be just fine.
In addition to Trot and his various ailments, Rakes is allergic to SOMETHING in our yard; I thought it was the stupid cats at the animal shelter last week, but no. It's in our OWN YARD. Do you realize what this means? The kid with ADD who LIVES to go outside is going to have to stay indoors. With us. For the forseeable future.
No, Trot didn't clock him in both eyes with a sledge hammer; poor kid looks like he went 12 rounds with Floyd Mayweather. Whatever he's allergic to caused that, plus he has a cough that I can only imagine resembles what someone who has chain smoked non-filtered Kools for 50 years sounds like.
Between him and his allergies, Trot and the flesh eating disease, and Ciera seemingly hitting puberty at the advanced age of 9, I'm expecting the locust and the frogs any day now.
Tedapalooza is just 3 weeks away.
It can't get here soon enough.