It's a rainy third inning in the Bronx, and Don Orsillo is joined by DAVE ROBERTS! and The Eck.
According to the Eck, Phil Hughes has a good fastball tonight, but "he's just not gettin' it done." I think he should maybe cut him some slack considering it's raining enough that everybody's glistening like Kevin Youkilis running the bases on a hot day in August. But what do I know.
JD Drew scores a businesslike third run after Mike Lowell drops a flare down the right field line. "Pitchers just can't get a break," quoth the Eck, quickly adding, "not that he doesn't deserve to be in this position."
Man. He is merciless.
DAVE ROBERTS!, meanwhile, is a bit of a Sox homer so far (picking up that slack for the Rem-Dawg, no doubt). At times it's been clear he's new at this -- earlier tonight he gave a gulping, Chris-Farley-like interview to Jacoby Ellsbury during the rain delay.
But now, in the booth with Orsillo, he relaxes. He says he likes to get back out to the East Coast--can't imagine why. I'm sure he hasn't paid for a drink or a meal around here yet, and I hope he never does.
As Jason Varitek comes to the plate, Roberts jumps in to the conversation with a brief soliloquy breaking down the pitchers' strategy against 'Tek. "That's the book on Jason, just try to crowd him, because he's so strong that if he gets his hands extended, he can do some damage." Yankees fans chant what sounds like "Asshole" at the Captain before he grounds out to end the half-inning.
If we can't have the Rem-Dawg, this is the next best thing.