I went to a family party last night where I was greeted by one of my uncles not with “hello” or “happy Easter” but with “Five home runs. FIVE?” and then completed with the disgusted throwing up of his hands. My aunt responded with “He got so mad he was yelling at the television and turning red!”
Not me. I missed most of the carnage so I have the luxury of chalking it up to a bad day and moving on. But I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that starting off the season losing the first two after the way the season ended wasn’t sticking with me on at least some level. But I’m trying not to focus on that. I’m also trying not to focus on the possibility that the thumb issue that we keep getting told isn’t an issue for Josh Beckett really is. I guess we’ll find out on Friday at Fenway.
I’ve written multiple times how, generally, a Sox loss doesn’t eat me up too much. But the ones that do bother me more than others are the ones that happen on national television. There are very few things baseball-related that are worse than hearing the smugness of Joe Buck or Tim McCarver when the Red Sox are losing in front of them. So if the Sox want to redeem themselves in my eyes all they have to do is not lose again when the game is aired on Fox. I think that’s fair.
To celebrate Easter and Passover we get Clay Buchholz taking the mound at 1:05 on NESN (hooray!). Time to start the winning streak!