what a strange game...

1. a double for Youk! a triple for Papi?! and the Sox end up leading 2-0 after half an inning for the second game in a row.

2. oh for crying out loud. Lestah needs to not be giving up what we gave him. 2-2 after one inning in the books. ::sigh:: i am starting to think maybe he feels more comfortable pitching at the Trop when the score is tied. =P

3. ok seriously. what the heck is going on in this game?! David Ortiz just beat out an infield hit?! i must be getting tired & starting to hallucinate.

4. OMG. that ball that ricocheted off Mike Lowell's left hand when he was hit by a pitch in the fourth inning. that was a terrible, *horrible* sound. i am praying that, though he stayed in the game, there are no long term ramifications...

5. so *that* is Andy Sonnanstine. ;-) all kidding aside, he's erratic, but he's young. his pitching is interesting. it's sidearm, which i kind of enjoy, and he's got something there, with that pitch he Kd Manny on. i was kind of tired by the time i got to watch the game (i was hanging out with Michelle at WDW for a bit & i had to record it to watch when i got home!), so i can't quite put my finger on what it is about his pitching that intrigues me a little bit. but there's definitely something.

6. i feel really bad saying this but... Lestah is just not impressing me... he's not the future ace of this staff. he looks to me like a third starter at best. i hope i eat those words one day.

7. you know what *is* impressing me? Sox scored runs in back-to-back games. and now i am going to stop talking about it, in case i scare away the bats. like i mentioned Pedroia Pocket being a virtual Dirt Devil over at second base & now he's suddenly coming up with Es. =/

so. 8-6 Sox. and we've taken the first two games of the series, including one that we faced "easily the best pitcher in the AL since the All Star Break." as it *should* be when the team with the best record in MLB plays the team with the absolute worst record. i hope Matsuzaka finds a way to turn things around against the D-Rays tonight. they've made him look positively foolish out there so far.

oh yeah. one more thing. very briefly. i am holding back uproarious laughter at the Yankees right now. because i've learned the hard way: you don't laugh at Satan's Minions without paying a price. but 18-9? that's a football score! sliding back up to six games. for which we thank the fickle, omnipotent baseball gods. safe to say the Angels are making it up to us. and it's only proper that good should defeat evil. ;-)