One Man's thoughts, rants, and mumblings on family, life, and baseball.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Don't make Covelli angry
Coco Crisp is a BAD man.
After getting blocked at 2nd base last night by Jason Bartlett, Coco slid hard into Akinori Iwamura, complete with a punch to the gibleys for good measure.
Tonight, after James Shields had already hit The Munchkin in the first, Covelli led off the second inning while Rakes and I were headed out the door to his T-Ball game. Crisp gets plunked and all of a sudden it's The Greasers vs. The Soc's at Fenway Park. Check out Coco's Ali-esque feint of Shield's punch, then try to land one of his own.
Running late, Rakes and I head to his T-Ball game where I proceed to turn into Nolan Ryan, striking out 15 hitters. Bad part? They were OUR team and since the lil' fellas get 3 pitches before the tee comes out, we used the tee A LOT. Have you ever tried to get a 4 year old to focus on a ball while there is dirt to be played with, butterflies to catch, and mud to fall in?
Didn't think so.
Upon arriving back home, it's 7-1 Sox, Lester is still pitching, and apparently Manny and Youk got into a little slap fight. I know stuff like this happens every year with every team, but it usually doesn't happen in the dugout where the camera can catch everything. My money is on Youk telling Manny Santa Claus isn't real.
Jonny Gomes earns a permanent spot on my blacklist for his chickens**t move of jumping on Crisp from BEHIND and punching him repeatedly. And whoever the Red Sox player was that jumps on Gomes' back soon after is my new hero. I'd like to think it was Beckett.
Bottom line? We won the game, swept the Rays, and screw all the drama.
You just know Josh Beckett made a mental note to put one in Gomes' earhole at a future date.