*Picture from the Boston Globe*
Every so often, the MLB schedule makers decide it'd be OK for the Red Sox to play at home on July 4th: for some weird reason, either by choice or just some random coincidence, the Sox are rarely in Boston for the holiday. You'd think they would hold the Boston Tea Party and Paul Revere in a little higher light, but what do I know.
Thankfully, it happened this year, and their opponent was the hapless Tampa Bay Devil Rays. Because of, well, general laziness, I wrote last night that Julian was pitching today. Lesson for the kids: this is what happens when you don't do your research.
Instead, Wake took the hill, and thanks to some fine hitting by Jacoby Ellsbury, JD Drew, and a monster shot from Mikey doubles, left the game in the 7th inning with a 7-1 lead, but the bases juiced. 4 D-Ray runs later, and we had ourselves a ball game. All was well though, as MDC and the Papelbot finished it off, with a final score of 7-5.
With a 52-31 record, the MFY's a nice 12 games back, and Beckett on the mound tomorrow, things are looking up. I'm a little melancholy though, at the realization Uncle Julian won't be pitching in this series: he's become my best hope for being the small spark that is gonna touch off a massive donnybrook, where in my head I imagine Donnelly and Timlin working some poor soul over in the corner in a way that would make Chuck Liddell green with envy.
I hope everyone who stops by this little corner of the world every now and then had themselves a great 4th of July. In between family and cookouts and friends, we sort of lose track about what today represents.
A lot of men and women better than me sacrificed their life for the freedom's we have: hopefully, we all took a moment today to say Thank you.