... I'd never take Wake out in the 7th inning when he's given up two runs or less. Even if he'd thrown 327 pitches.
Other than that? I've got nothing. 'Cause if I actually had to do it, I'd more than likely stroke out in the dugout in the 4th game of the year. I have no idea how Francona does it, day in and day out, with everyone from the writers of the major Boston newspapers to idiots like me blogging about every little decision he makes.
As I type this, it's 4-4 in the bottom of the 8th in New York, with Jeter up and Slappy looming in the background. If it were me, I'd be curled up in the corner yelling "I don't wanna do it anymore!" while Brad Mills slapped me about the head and told me to act like a man.
'Cause while I can play a mean PS2 version of Major League Baseball, I caused 9 year olds to get thrown out at home playing softball when I thought they had a clear path to scoring.
Bottom line is, it's not as easy as it looks. And the guy HAS brought 2 World Series Championships in his first 4 years in Beantown.
I gotta think the guy has some idea of what he's doing.
Make me proud, Tito.
Make me proud.