Thursday, September 9, 2010

"GET OFFA OUR LAWN!" Brassy Bosocks Tell Toothless Ticks from Tampa, pulling to within 7

DATELINE _ Boston. Backs pressed to the brick wall -- just the way the like it -- America's favorite bunch of battlin' Beantowners last night broke the Tampa Bay Devil Rays in a high-scoring contest with the final numbers more suitable for an NFL football game: 11 to 5.

Leading the Bosock charge was Mr. Bosock himself, Bosock shortstop Marco Scutero, who was nursing a painful barking shoulder and almost didn't even play. No Nomar he, The Scuter told Skipper Terry Francona, "I wanna play even if it means running the bases with tears in my eyes! Nobody can keep me out of the lineup!"

And nobody did.

That's pride, readers, Redsock pride, paint the ankle red pride, and the Fenway favorites were perfectly pleased when the plucky performer plated two round-trippers to win the ballgame and cut the Rays lead to seven. Just as importantly, the Chicago Whitesocks lost, leaving the Redsocks tied for third in the red-hot AL Wild Card race.

On the mound, Trusty Tim Wakefield went five rockribbed innings to notch Win Number 4 on the young season. Ironically, Tim is 44 years old! The Waker is now officially the oldest Redsock in franchise history to notch a victory. Congratulations, Tim Terrific!

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