Dewey

Another one bites the dust.

I'll choose not to remember that Eric Hinske hit only .204 in 07 here in Boston but I will remember the guy that broke his face on the Fenway ground making a beyond sick catch that a man his size had no business even attempting to make. That right there is the aftermath of that catch. A heap of Hinske waiting for Pedroia to come over with the smelling salt to revive him and let him now that just a few years ago he was ROY.

Hinske was traded to the Yanks today for 2 minor leaguers. He joins the cast of seemingly millions that win with the Sox and then take a career nose dive into crapsville, aka the Bronx. Thanks for the catch Hinny and make sure to stay around .204 in NY.

Old Man River

That right there in fact is an x-ray of Mike Lowell's hip*. As you can see, it hurts. My theory on how the pain made its comeback is that with Lester just being on such a tear, kicking things in the nuts left and right, Mr. Lowell was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time, dislodging all nuts and hips in the process. Between Lester toying with the O's hitters and Drew nearly going for the cycle, last night was a good ol beat down that the boys needed. Sure it was only 4-0, but the game always seemed about as close as I am to getting that date with Jessica Biel.

Also, check out this little blog do-hickey by Terence Moore about how the false notion that is Red Sox Nation will soon be coming to an end. Who is Terence Moore you ask? Well, according to his ending credits, "He is a frequent panelist on "Rome Is Burning"..." So judging from his previous working experience, he's a hack.

*That in fact is not an x-ray of Mike Lowell's hip. It may not even be a hip. I'm not a doctor so I can't confirm what it is

Yeah, she'll do

Annnnnd it's over. Finally. No more of this craziness of Lester with a bat in his hand or Masterson taking BP or replacing Okijima with Baldelli and then double switching Baldelli with the one armed man. Now on to more important things like going to Fenway South and messing up the O's and padding the Sox lead atop the AL East. I fully expect the rain to stop now that interleague is over but mother nature continues to bitch slap us with this constant downpour.

This weekend Summer Catch AND Out Cold were on tv and those are 2 of those movies that it doesn't matter that I have them on DVD just sitting a few inches from the DVD player, when they are on tv I watch them. In the case of Out Cold I watch it and get upset because they bleep out all the good stuff. The worst movie of all time for bleeping, or at least the worst bleep job, is by far Major League, namely the end scene where Wild Thing needs to strike out that Yankee asshat and Corbin comes over to him and his mouth starts moving like he's in a Jackie Chan flick. Any opinions on the worst bleep job?

Just one more

Today marks the end of interleague play. Thank effing Christ. With a win, the Sox can finish 12-6, with a loss 11-7. It's nothing to complain about but personally I can't wait til they start playing some "normal" games again. Something about interleague play just irks me. Maybe I'm just jealous that the NL has so many opportunities to do all those cool double switches. I bet D.O., Remy and Eck would hate it because a the end of the game their score cards would read like some old Egyptian hieroglyphics.

Brad "I get hot chicks" Penny toes the rubber (that's baseball terminology 101 for you there) today. See what the Braves throw at the boys today but with another rainy day up here in New England we're staring a sweep right in the mug and I like the odds.

Electrified Fooling Machine

Today the Braves couldn't hit Wake's knuckler with an electrified knuckler hitting machine. In the sweaty, sweaty south Wake had enough dollar bills to keep that thing dancing all day long. As for offense, well, sometimes all you need is one and that's what they got. So there. Wake's never made the All-Star team but 10 wins this year ties him for the Major League lead. His ERA is never going to be anything to be jealous of but the guy has done everything ever asked of him over his career and while he seems ageless this may be the year we need to get him in there.

Beckett kills stuff

Evidence above. That deer buck dead thing might as well be the Braves because Joshua Patrick Beckett has not faked the funk on a nasty dunk against The Red Sox rivals this year. 2 games, 16 innings, 0 ER and 2 wins. The biggest thing though is that those 2 games, 1 has been after a Dice K crap-fest, and the second one came after the Nation had their collective under wear in a nasty bunch after The Professor failed to perform exactly like everyone expected. JPB should retire his number and just put a stop sign on his back instead.

Sure there's still more interleague this weekend (and on FOX today of all places) but you know what that's alright because when I woke this morning it wasn't raining out. Great day already.