Red Sox Nation - You're welcome

It took 86 years for the Red Sox to win a World Series. Until 2004, I come along, get pregnant and *Wham*...

World Series Champions.

Three years later, 2007. All of Red Sox Nation barely dared to dream that another title could be ours again so soon. I get pregnant again and *Wham*...

Another World Series Championship.

And did I mention the winners of Super Bowl XXXVIII and XXXIX, in 2004 and 2005, were the New England Patriots? And that the very same Patriots are currently undefeated?

Coincidence???

Probably. But I'm considering putting my uterus up for sale on Ebay once I deliver T.B. Wams, just in case. I'm not going through another pregnancy again and it really would be a shame for our beloved sports teams to go decades without another title.

Celtics and Bruins fans should start considering paying me for the privilege to rub my belly. Rubs start at 25 bucks a pop. Cash only.

(Cross posted at Chicky Chicky Baby)

Here We Go Again!!!

I never thought I'd be thankful for JD Drew, but if it weren't for him, who knows where we'd be?

But now? We're going to the Big Show, baby! Again!!!!!

I'm so friggin' excited I can't stand it.

Practicing Our Accent

Dedicated to all of my New England friends! Enjoy!

An Open Letter To The Red Sox Organization

Dear Mr. Francona,
A 1.5 game lead? 1.5??? We had 14.5 games on the *spit* Yankees and you've pissed it all away. And listen, I know you want to give Eric Gagne a chance, but for the sake of my blood pressure, could you just not use him when the game is on the line? Don't turn into Grady Little on me.

Thank you.

With much nervousness,
Major Bedhead


Dear Mr. Farrell,
Could you please explain to me how someone of Okijima's caliber can become out of shape during the season? How is that possible? Is he scarfing down Fenway Franks on the side? Channeling Babe Ruth? Could you maybe give him a salad and start him on an exercise program? The way the bullpen is falling apart, we need every last one of those guys to be in top shape. Out of shape just won't cut it.

Yours in confusedness,
Major Bedhead


Dear Theo,
Way to go on the Gagne signing. Brilliant move, getting rid of Kason Gabbard for a guy who now has a 33.0 ERA. I think I could pitch better than him at this point and the only thing I can throw is a conniption fit.

Yours in disgustedness,
Major Bedhead


Dear Manny,
Heal, goddammit. We need you.

Yours in good health,
Major Bedhead


Dear Youk,
Heal, goddammit. We need you.

Yours in good health,
Major Bedhead


Dear Coco,
Heal, goddammit. We need you.

Yours in good health,
Major Bedhead


Dear Red Sox,
Please don't break my heart.

Yours in pessimistic hopefulness,
Major Bedhead

I Have Seen The Future Of Red Sox Pitching...

...and his name is Clay Buchholz.



Holy No Hitters, Batman.

Did you see this kid tonight? If not, you missed a piece of baseball history.

The word phenomenon gets tossed around a lot in the baseball world, but in this case, it's completely justified. He was phenomenal. The incredible play by Pedroia in the 7th was what tipped it over for me and I thought "He might actually manage this." Twenty-three years old, second major league start ever (ever!!) and he throws a no-hitter. That is not something that happens every day. The last time it happened for the Red Sox was in 2002, with Derek Lowe pitching.

There's a point during every season, it seems, when I start to realize that we're either going to go all the way or fail (again). Tonight was the night that I started to think we may actually pull this off again. I don't want to crow too loudly or get too cocky because, as I've said before, I'm extremely superstitious when it comes to my Red Sox. But tonight they team was on fire. The defense was outstanding, the pitching, of course, incredible. If we keep playing like this, we'll be golden.

Let's just not say that too loudly....




p.s. - bonus points to anyone who gets the title reference.