Or, triples. That's as close to a bomb as it gets, so it's close enough. Especially when it makes Bobby Abreu look like a circus clown.
Eckersley's already agitating in the postgame show for Cora to be "thrown out there for a few weeks." Dustin Pedroia's lucky that Randy Moss is what everyone's going to be screaming into the radio about for the next day or so...Cora's making a huge case for himself as an everyday player this season.
"If you win games in April you don't have to win them in September," Cora's telling Tina Cervasio. I think my father is officially in love. (The "marathon not a sprint" comment always sends him off on a tirade.)
Other stud bombs today: Ortiz's moon shot in the first inning. Did he ever give that one a ride into the upper tank out in right. And Ramirez unloaded with a two-run jack on Scott Proctor, Official Yankees Whipping Boy of the Boston Red Sox™. Coco Crisp also hit his second triple against the Yankees. Yesterday he was hopping around just before being ejected like Yosemite Sam; today he was motoring around the basepaths like his ass was on fire. Maybe it was because he was out so much last season, but I really hadn't realized how much of a firecracker ol' Covelli can be on the field.
Jeter and Mientkiewicz went yard for the Yanks--not generally a good day for pitchers. Tavarez's short appearance today was worrisome for the Sox, but NESN just showed another encouraging report from Jon Lester in Pawtucket. Hopefully Lester can come back just in time to let Tavarez further shore up that middle relief before the All-Star break.
The exceptions in the pitching department are Okie, who put in a crisp two innings to bridge the gap for Tavarez, and, of course, Papelbon, who blew away Matsui, "That Little Pissant Posada" (as he has been rechristened by my dad), and Robinson Cano after giving up a wholly undeserved double to Roided-Up Butt-Monkey in the ninth. So he's still perfect in April and still my special boy. Also, he remains undefeated in cow-milking vs. the Yankees.
And that, ladies and germs, is the difference between the Red Sox and the Yankees this season. Pitching, pitching, pitching. And also pitching. Sure, we gave up a homer to Minty of all people, and Timlin continues to show wear and tear. But when we had to go to the 'pen at a crucial point in the ball game--like in the bottom of the sixth--we had a selection of weapons other than Scott Proctor waiting. We also have a manager who continues to be smart enough to put Okie in for a crucial situation in the sixth. And so, despite what FOX morons have said in the past, the Red Sox have the definite upper hand so far in the bullpen, with an ERA of 0.98 vs. the Yankees' 5.76.
That's the key and that's the bottom line. I seriously want all the national broadcast blowhards to have to issue on-air apologies for ever having made lineup-based predictions of Yankees dominance.
Anyway, it's been a packed weekend, eh sports fans? The Patriots are apparently starting an alternative high school for behaviorally disturbed NFLers, and the Sox take two of three from the MFY. Aside from a miraculous spot-start by Igawa, the Yankees remain in disarray, and the Sox remain in first place.
Courteously, the Sox are taking a day off tomorrow--the better to let Boston clear its schedule and WEEI its phone lines, as I'm sure by tomorrow the news will have sunk in that The Moss has landed.
P.S. Thoughts and prayers from RSN to the family, teammates and friends of Josh Hancock, formerly a Red Sox prospect, and until his death in a car accident this morning a member of the World Champion St. Louis Cardinals. Cards were slated to face the Cubs in the ESPN game tonight, which has now been understandably postponed.