Oh, man. Wow. Wow, wow, wow.
We’ve done it again! I can’t believe it! I mean, I can believe it. I saw it with my own eyes, and I can believe it, but it was absolutely awesome. This time last year, we were getting ready for a long offseason.
This time this year, ladies and gentlemen, we are going to the World Series! Detroit is officially taken care of, and we are moving on to the world championship. Oh, man. It’s so great to be back. And we’ll be playing the Cardinals. Rematch? Yes, please.
This was yet another close one. We were the first to score. In the fifth. With two out, Bogaerts doubled and scored on a single by Ellsbury.
Meanwhile, Buchholz wasn’t immaculate, but he was dominant. It was great. He maintained his command and control and just mowed right through. Until the sixth. He gave up a walk and a single, and then he was replaced by Morales. His final line read five innings and two runs on four hits with two walks and four strikeouts. Ordinarly, two runs would be a great result. But we needed something even better.
Morales then gave up our lead. He issued another walk to load the bases with nobody out, and then he gave up a single that scored two. Workman couldn’t have come in at a better time; he induced a double play to end the inning. The fielding on that play, by the way, was textbook.
Workman induced a flyout to lead off the seventh, but then he gave up two singles and loaded the bases when he made a fielding error. Then it was Tazawa’s turn; he ended the inning on a groundout.
So the situation was really only stressful for the bottom of the sixth, when we didn’t score, and the top of the seventh, when we were waiting for another chance to score. And we got it. And we took advantage of it. Majorly.
Gomes led it off with a double, Drew struck out, Bogaerts walked, Detroit made a pitching change, and Ellsbury reached on a force attempt thanks to a fielding error to load the bases.
And once again, I have to say, I don’t know. I don’t know how it works. It must be the air here. I think it also had to do with the fact that we were back home. Being home does that too. And maybe also the fact that Bill Mueller threw out the first pitch. And it just happened. It’s like magic. It’s the magic of good baseball players playing good baseball. Or something. I don’t know. I really don’t.
Victorino stepped up to the plate. He took a curveball for a strike and fouled off another one. And then he got another one. They were all the same pitch around the same speed. But that third one, he read like a book. Really. He powered up big time and sent that ball all the way out toward the Monster. Four runs on one swing. It was absolutely epic. Epic, epic, epic. With that grand slam, we got ourselves a three-run lead.
Breslow pitched a one-two-three eighth, and Uehara owned the ninth as usual. Cue mob. Uehara basically summed it up. 5-2.
Alright. It’s not over yet. We’ve still got plenty of work to do. I’ve been hungry, and I’m ready. I like being American League Champions, but I’m ready for the Cards and the World Series. Let’s go get it.
Boston Globe Staff/Barry Chin
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