This picture was taken by my crappy phone off the computer, so I gotta apologize right off the bat for the quality.However, the more I view footage from the "fight" against Cleveland the other night the more disturbed I get.
Beckett going nuclear doesn't bother me. He's good for one or two meltdowns a year and in this instance, his insanity was justifiable. Two of his guys had pitches thrown 8 feet behind their back and I'm sure he was just sending a "Hey, I'm saving all this in my head for sometime down the line and tell the poor guy whose ribs I'm gonna break it ain't personal."
It's Lackey that is totally freaking out. Out of nowhere this lunatic runs into the screen, apparently laughing, cursing, and looking to do some impromptu dental work all at the same time. Honestly, I think he's deranged; he's like some mixture of an extra from "Deliverance", Hannibal Lecter, and Cousin Eddie from "Vacation".
In the dark recesses of my mind I was secretly hoping he and Beckett would go Pesci and DeNiro ala Goodfellas on Duncan, complete with Lackey yelling "Lock the door, Tito!" over his shoulder.
I blame the Yankees series for my current mental state.
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And you can barely see Pedroia behind them all seemingly to be on his teepeetoes trying to see what the ruckus is all about :)
The fact Pedie didn't bring a steel chair out with him disturbs me, Tex.
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