After watching this Sox team bend over and take it from some (admittedly) very good pitching by Tampa Bay, I'm left to wonder: Is no one on this team willing to man up? I never thought I'd say this, but this team looks complacent. And one motto I've always lived by, taught to me by a Catholic sympathetic to social Judaism, is don't get complacent.
Look for Dice-k to send the first two Rays to the ground in the top of the 1st Thursday night. Set the fucking tone, get them uncomfortable, and start inducing tentative swings by these young bucks. Do you think it was an accident that Pedro tossed that fat fool Zimmer to the ground? No. Do you think it was by chance that he no-hit the Rays for 8-plus innings after that clown Gerald Williams tried to knock him out? No, he was pissed. And no one on this team, with the exception of Youkilis, seems the slightest bit perturbed by their stunningly poor play.
Apparently, David ORTiz (in Buck Martinez-speak) was wearing a "Got Manny?" t-shirt after the game last night. What the fuck is up with that? I don't want to read to much into this, but that's either a harmless Papi gesture to his buddy or he's quietly protesting the fact that he doesn't have the same kind of protection behind him in the lineup. Based on how awful he's looked in the postseason, I'd say it's not because Youk is failing to inspire fear in pitchers.
Get some fucking balls. Buzz those Rays up and in. One of the main factors in the Sox comeback against the Yankees in 2004 was that after that 19-8 drubbing in Game 3, they consistently kept Matsui and A-Rod uncomfortable at the plate. If Evan Longoria and Carlos Pena are allowed to sit up there drinking daiquiris and teeing off on the Green Monster, why even play the game?
If I don't see a little fire from this team, coupled with how awful the Patriots are, I just might end it all.
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