rollin' with some cajun queenBlew off work yesterday afternoon and lined up for day-of release tickets to last night's game. Ah, non-profit life, you pay me shit but you are good to me. At the game, I was reminded that while you may get a better view of the action when you watch at home on TV, NESN has not yet rigged the all bullpen, all the time camera, which is both what I want and what I need. My favorite moment they probably didn't show you on television last night (as viewed up close and helpfully narrated by the PM and her field glasses) was when Paps came out of the bullpen outhouse with his pants still down, and proceeded to take his time zipping and buckling in completely full view of everyone. Stay classy, kid. Stay classy.
Other thoughts on last night's game:
(1) Jon Lester is so small that he could probably wear the concession stand soft serve helmet as a batting helmet.
(2) Looks like Tavarez was showing Hansen and Del Carmen the route again over the break. It kills me that our middle relief cannot be trusted to preserve a lead of less than 26 runs. Kills me.
(3) But I do like how they handled the ninth and tenth last night, pitching-wise. I feel like, several times this season, they sent Papelbon out and he either preserved or created a tie and then there was a bunch of hand-wringing about whether to send him back out for the tenth, and it seemed much more sensible to assume that we might not be able to go ahead in the bottom of the ninth, send Timlin out and save Pap for the tenth. It's a great plan if your option for the eleventh isn't Tavarez, but ... we'll speak no more of that. My blood pressure, you know.
(4) Katie only watched part of the game, so when I called her when I got home last night, she said, "Okay, so, tell me, how many did Tek go 0-for?" and it was very enjoyable to be able to report two hits! one RBI! Slump showing signs of asking for mercy! Thank god.
(5) It would be great if Paps entered to "Born on the Bayou." Anything's better than Godsmack.