Remember back in '04 when it seemed like every time the Sox HAD to win the Big Schill stepped up to the plate? Using my scientifically proven method of pulling stats out of thin air I estimate this phenomenon happened about 4,588 times that year.
Wasn't just with the Sox, though. In Philadelphia and Arizona both, when somebody needed to step up, boot the big boy boots on, and be The Stopper, Curt Schilling did it. Early in his career Schilling had brief moments of greatness but until he finally figured it all out there wasn't anyone who thought he'd turn into one of the better pitchers of his era and a close but probably not enough Hall of Famer.
See where I'm trying to go here?
Today, Josh Beckett stepped up. Again. Just like he did last Sunday night against the Yankees after a beat down the night before, The Commander saved the day.
Look, I'm not comparing him to Schill. Yet. But he keeps pitching this way?
This team has a Stopper.
It's a start.
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