And out of the shadows of another losing streak came the mighty knight of the red socks, weilding his black sword.
In the fifth inning, David Ortiz smacked a deep fly ball, "Way Back!" toward right field. The Nation did not breathe an automatic sigh of victory when it left the bat--not until it cleared the wall and safely "plink" in territory completely outside the park did the crowd rejoice.
Mysterious forces have weakened Ortiz in his last seven games, as he has gone a paltry .150/.370 /.200 according to ESPN.com stats. Had this homer not cleared the bullpen, it would certainly not have been the first big fly from Ortiz's bat of late to travel mere centimeters from the wall before being gloved.
But over the wall it went, and I don't know about you, but as soon as that happened, it felt like for at least tonight, things were going to be okay.
It was eventually a double by Coco Crisp and a sac fly by Mike Lowell that scored the winning runs--not to mention a 1-2-3 ninth by Papelbon to seal the deal. It almost felt like old times (May and June, to be precise), actually. Still, Ortiz's homer is what I hang my hat on as we await the coming baseball holocaust this weekend. I like to think of it as the first awakenings of a sleeping giant...just in time for our friends from New York.
Who lost tonight, by the way.