The Misery Continues:
Well, now it's 5 of the last 6 we've lost! After a brief surge that falsely raised our hopes for the Sox in the second half, reality appears to have set in. Papi's out with a strained achilles. The starters on the whole are doing nothing; the hitting is spotty. Bulletin to Cherrington: Greinke's available before the deadline. Tonight's game was just another exercise in Hose futility. Too bad all this had to happen in the Fenway centenary. The Sox get a two zip lead, in large part due to the Dustman's bat work, supported by Middlebrook's homer, drop behind, 3-2, in the 4th and manage to pull even in the 6th on Dust's own HR, at 3. So what does Beckett do? An inning later, with one gone, he hits a batter, then after getting the second out, gives up a hit to former Sox third sacker Beltre, and puts the proverbial frosting on the cake by wild pitching the eventual winning run home. The Texans later added an insurance run on Cruz's homer to welcome Albers to the mound in the 8th.
And just think-- Friday the Hose get to travel to the House of the Devil (Yankee Stadium to you) for a series. They're now 10 1/2 games out (thank God for the Stripes' four game loss sweep by the A's or the season would be over already), and if things don't turn around soon, they'll be looking at next year's team for the latter part of this year.
I'm quoting odds on when Vee will no longer be wearing a Sox uniform. Any takers?