Hey boys and girls. Game 5 is tonight, and tonight is also, what I like to call the anniversary of "The Miracle Mile" as in, the Red Sox winning Games 4 and 5 of the ALCS by lots of Maguyvering, Keith Foulke, and Big Papi. I'm still going to say that whatever the hell happens tonight, I'm at peace. You never know what the hell is gonna happen and what cards will be dealt on the table for the Red Sox. They didn't have good hands the last two games and couldn't bluff their way on and the Indians have gotten the good hands and taken advantage. It's just the way it goes sometimes. The team doesn't seem to be all in a panic, which is a good sign. Especially the slumping Dustin Pedroia as said in
this article right here from Jackie MacMullan. Alex Cora starts off the quotefest with a Fashion Police file on Pedroia:
"Sometimes the numbers don't tell you everything," said veteran Red Sox infielder Alex Cora. "He had three really good at-bats [Tuesday]. Even though he only had one hit, it might have been his best game.
"Then you turn on the TV and everyone is talking about what he's not doing and what he should be doing.
"It might affect some players, but Dustin is fine. He's got his ugly green shirt and his ugly white-on shoes today. That's a good sign."
I'm guessing he was the interim Fashion Police Chief today given that Ortiz didn't go to the optional workout that day. Then Dustin gives a realistic self-reflection to MacMullan.
Boston's front office should require Daisuke Matsuzaka, who was in a near catatonic state after lasting just 4 2/3 innings in Game 3, to subscribe to Pedroia's theory on baseball: I think; therefore, I'm good. While they're at it, they should encourage Coco Crisp, who is also batting .188 with no RBIs and declined to attend the optional workout yesterday, to spend a little time building self-esteem with the kid.
"Hey, I have to be this way," Pedroia shrugged. "I'm 5 foot 2, 115 pounds. Any edge I can get, I got to use it. "
Isn't that the truth? To be that short in baseball, it's like required you have a Napoleon complex of some sort in order to make it. Dustin has it but he also makes it strangely endearing. He's motherfucking Tanner Boyle. And then, he closes it out with this awesome quote that I just think is hilarious awesome.
He recognizes the team hasn't been hitting, but bristles when it's suggested that his club needs a spark to jump-start its chances.
"If you need that, then go drink a Red Bull," he said. "We don't have time for that crap."
With that, the kid turned to finish dressing for batting practice.
Odds that Coco Crisp is drinking shitloads of Red Bull right now? Very good.
Anyways, tonight is Game 5 of the ALCS in which it's a rematch of Game 1. Beckett goes up against Sabathia. Sabathia can be very good, even though he didn't show it in Game 1, but I believe Beckett is better. Beckett lives for these type of games. He's done it before and there's no reason why he can't do it again. The 2007 Red Sox have been in situations like this before but not as often. They've shown their ability to come back before in smaller games, but in the bigger games, we'll have to find out. This is going to be a bumpy ride tonight, folks so stay tuned. The offense needs to come alive and score some runs for Beckett and Beckett needs to churn in a quality start. There's a lot of needs tonight, but I think they can do it. I don't expect them to score like 12 runs or whatever, but just score enough to get the win and don't give up if you happen to fall behind. I may be at peace with you guys, but there's thousands of others who are not. Sure sometimes they seem like they don't deserve it but some do. And you guys owe it to each other to win this. Bring it back to Fenway and take it from there. That's the big shiny key. Just one game at a time....think you can do it?