The Red Sox crushed "World Series Superhero" Jeff Weaver and his merry clan of M's today (er.. yesterday, I'm late putting this up). The final was, I think, 6,000 - 2. Thanks, Mike Timlin! Just about everyone on the team including the physicians had at least one hit. Come to think of it, I might have just seen Wally the Green Monster up there somewhere around the eighth inning. Just once I want to see that giant booger hit. I'd love to see the look on the pitchers face when he looks in for the sign and sees this:
Even if Wally had hit fourth for the Sox today it wouldn't have mattered. Weaver was excrement, and Josh Beckett was terrific. Beckett managed to strike out eight guys and not walk a single hitter in seven masterful innings. If he's going to consistently pitch with anything close to this type of quality through the season, the Sox rotation is going to be pretty sick indeed.
So far the Sox have had a terrific outing each from Beckett, Schilling, Wakefield, and Matsuzaka. Counting tonight, the Yankees have had a good outing from both Pettitte and Pavano. Advantage: Boston!
Tomorrow: The Most Hyped Pitching Event In The Long Storied History Of Japan That Won't Actually Take Place In Japan (or "TMHPEITLSHOJTWATPIJ" as the kids like to call it) will occur when Matsuzaka squares off against Ichiro and the Mariners.
Personally, I'm more excited to see Felix Hernandez pitch than I am to see Ichiro hit, but to each his own. Fortunately Hernandez isn't Japanese; then the entire island of Japan might just explode. For now they'll have to settle for getting up at 6am to see the game. Happy nappings, Japan!
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