Wake joins the time machine club
As 2007 Beckett and 2007 Dice-K did before him, vintage Wake heard our cries from through the time space continuum and broke into the time machine (I think they keep it in the Green Monster, but I’m not sure). He kidnapped new, spastic Wake and sent him to Bahia Honda (that’s in Florida) and came in from some old school knuckle action.
And the rest… well, that will be history.
How’s about the rock wars last night? When people hit my players, I get angry. Byrd: clearly an accident, people. No one purposely pegs someone in the face. Right, WOOD?
“I’m [ticked] off, I just got hit with a 97-mph fastball,” Lowrie said of his thoughts walking to first base. “I mean, I understand the situation, but I’m [ticked] off.”
What do you think he really said?
And my husband is extending his hit streak! 10 games! And, the humble saint, he didn’t even know. How’s that for humility? (ahem-ahem, FDA)
Youkilis said he didn’t know he had a hitting streak, “But now I guess I do.”
Speaking of records, hit 72 times, Youk! Poor baby.
“I understand the whole thing,” he said. “But you throw it once and you miss, and then you throw it again. I don’t know. I guess they felt like they needed to get one in.
“The other day they were upset, because they didn’t like the warning when I got hit. They were saying two guys got hit to one. So I guess now we’re even until 100 years from now when we play again.”
“It seems like I’m always the one getting hit,” said Youkilis.
.5, people! And it’s off to Carey town we go… Drew Carey town…