"Champagne for my real friends and real pain for my sham friends." -Francis Bacon
The Red Sox get an ugly win against the D-Rays, 10-8 in eleven innings. Derek Lowe only lasted 2+ innings and was charged with six runs - whoooopsie! Not exactly what you want to see from someone who is about to be the third or fourth starter in the Sox's playoff rotation. The Sox managed to battle back and win, thanks largely in part to a three-run triple from Johnny Damon and a two-run homer from Millar in the eleventh that won the game.
Meanwhile, the Yanks and Twins were rained out with a doubleheader scheduled for today. The Sox are 2.5 back. Wouldn't it be so fucking cool if....if....eh, I'm not going to talk about it. I might inadvertantly draw the attention of the Baseball Gods who would, as they always do, come to the Yankees' aid in a time of need.
I think the playoff rotation should be 1. Schill 2. Sweet P. 3. Bronson 4. (gulp) D. Lowe, depending, of course, on matchups and which team the Sox end up playing in the ALDS. I love Wakey, but I want no part of that un-knuckling knuckleball thing in a game that really, really matters.
Sweet P. takes the mound tonight for the D-Bags, then it's off to Baltimore for the last series of the regular season (one game of which will be started by Pedro Astacio, apparently, ay dios mio.)
Oh, and Little Buddy rocks.