Makeshift lineup. On the fly substitutions. 'Belli's ankle. Lowell's foot. Tek's knee. Trot's arm. Matt's head (?) Foulkie's whatever. ENOUGH ALREADY!! We win. And thanks go to the entire team, with special thanks to Big Papi and Curt Schilling, and honorable mentions to Little Manny and Jonathon "lights out bye bye" Papelbon. And it was a big victory, because the Yankees are flying high, much higher than the birds who pretented to be their opponents last night. But this is not an anti-Yankee blog here. It's a celebration of the Red Sox and all they stand for. The good guys. The men in white and red. Pinstripes be damned.
Schill was masterful when he needed to be last night, and the bullpen was pitch perfect. Dougie Mirabelli will miss a few games with a sprained ankle. Nothing broken, but mend he must. It seems like half our team is mending from one thing or another, or both. Javy Lopez was called to duty mere hours after his arrival. Timing? Perfect. And the rest of the weekend? 2 more in Tampa. Kudos to David for his 38th and 39th. Where would we be without him? It's Boomer or bust today. May the force be with us. How 'bout another Papelbon save? Sounds good to me.