I know one game is a small sample, but man was it nice to see the Captain get two hits last night.
Best part? One of them was a 2 run dinger that put the Sox ahead 2-0, which turned out to be all they needed, even though they plated two more runs as some insurance in an eventual 4-0 win.
For all the gnashing of teeth about Tek's extended slump, gone unnoticed by the casual public has been his typical stellar work behind the dish and handling of the pitching staff. Name me 5 players who have looked as bad as Varitek at the plate over the past few months that HASN'T had their fielding affected adversely. Not too many players can separate the two, but somehow he has. And that's just one of the myriad reasons he wears the C.
I loved Tito's response after the game regarding his catcher:
He said he wouldn't pinch-hit for Varitek, batting .114 in his past 26 games. "I won't hit for him. We need him. I believe in him. I will always believe in him. When times are tough, you don't waver from that".
God love Francona; the rest of the world is screaming for Tek's head and Tito just calmly lays it out. IMO, the man doesn't get near enough credit for the way he handles the team, both on the field as well as off.
In other news, Manny almost got arrested for jay walking after the game last night.
Of course he did.
Finally, I've got the ear worm from hell because Rakes spent tonight screaming this song from Monsters Inc. at the top of his lungs:
"Put that thing back where it came from, or so help me so help me Goodbye!
Put that thing back where it came from, or I'll poke myself in the Eye!"
Only with him it was more like this:
"Put dat ting back bere it tame from, or so help me so help me Doodbye!
Put dat ting back bere it tame from, or I'll poke mytelf in de Eye!"
Over and over and over again for what seemed like hours, but was most likely only minutes before I told him I was going to sell his vocal chords to science if he didn't immediately cease and desist.
Who knew boys came with built in megaphones?