Waste, waste, waste.
The Red Sox really seem to know how to do that well. On an awful night in Boston not really fit for man nor beast, they had a golden opportunity to win the completion of the suspended game in the 11th, as they loaded the bases with no outs. (I saw Manny Delcarmen warming for a possible 12th inning, so I thought they BETTER win it here.)
But David Ortiz was coming up. And the bad feelings hit me. Come on, Papi, just a fly ball. Instead, he hit a bouncer to first and a force at home. Then Adrian Beltre grounds into a DP to send it to the 12th. (Extra Bases noted tonight that since Opening Night, the Red Sox have gone 12-for-81 with runners in scoring position, a pitiful .148 average, and they are averaging 3.8 runs per game. They are also winless at home since that night. Yikes.)
The End looms.
MDC gives up a two-run blast to Pat Burrell, a DH who hasn't been hitting his hat size. (Sound familiar?) Say it plain and simple: Delcarmen is a stiff, and maybe playing on another team soon.
It was an historic night, as Ubaldo Jimenez pitched a no-hitter in Atlanta and the Mets won a 20-inning marathon in St. Louis. But the Red Sox were determined to make my life miserable.
Game 2. Mike Cameron muffs a routine fly to center in the first inning that leads to four unearned runs against Clay Buchholz. Should have been a third out and no runs scoring. They also allowed another unearned run on Marco Scutaro's error. (So where exactly is this World's Greatest Defense we've been assured this team has?) Granted the weather was awful, but the Rays played in it too, and didn't make any miscues.
They looked like Dead Team Walking until a pair of two-run shots in the seventh by Dustin Pedroia and Kevin Youkilis made it 6-5, Tampa Bay. But the Red Sox went back to their wasteful ways by getting two men on in the eighth with one out and left them there. They went 1-2-3 in the ninth to conclude it.
End of a truly decrepit night at the Fens. The Sox are 4-7. And the Nation is grumbling.