Tuesday, October 12, 2004 |
Hoosier Daddy? Yankees 10, Red Sox 7
I cannot add much to this game for drama's sake, though I will say I got a little wriggle of pleasure watching the Sox struggle a bit tonight, for two reasons:
- I predicted it, and there's always some pleasure in being right.
- Revenge for the ALDS. Today, I was standing in the kitchenette area at work, discussing tonight's game and the series generally with a co-worker who wanted to know who I liked for the ALCS. I allowed that the Yankees would win it, as the Red Sox, confronted with that team, would find a way to choke, no matter the lineup. Another co-worker, a Boston expat, came in and observed that indeed, the Sox had walloped the Angels when it mattered. Sure, I went on, the Angels were minus their second best hitter, Glaus certainly wasn't 100%, the pitching staff wasn't really a match for the Sox, etc. Well, he said, the Sox would take care of business tonight against the Yanks -- after all, they have Schilling and Martinez, where the Yankees have question marks all over their rotation.
That said, I'm still pulling for the Sox, and they had a good shot at silencing the crowd -- though it wasn't in the manner Schilling wanted. In fact, it happened -- almost -- long after Curt Schilling left. Schilling, you might be interested to note, has not made a single start in the Bronx in the regular season, not in a Boston uniform, anyway. I have to believe it's just a combination of things, but this certainly wasn't a good opening. Whether it's his balky ankle or letting the expectations overwhelm him (he repeatedly left pitches up in the zone), the assumption that the Sox have the better pitching in this series took a serious beating tonight; Curt made the shortest postseason start of his career. With Pedro less than his usual studly self this year -- as he himself admitted -- the matchup is far more even than you might think.
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