What a game! It certainly didn’t start off as auspiciously as it ended. But that’s the game, and that’s why you always have to keep the faith. You never know what will happen. Ultimately, that goes both ways, and that’s why it’s unpredictable. And even though it’s usually enough to make you furious, it’s still a reason to love the game.
Anyway, getting back to the game at hand, Doubront pitched excellently. He gave up one run on four hits over six innings while walking three and striking out two. He threw ninety-six pitches. Obviously we always want to see more strikeouts than walks from our starters, and the wider the gap, the better. But he got his outs and that’s really what it all boils down to. He gave up an RBI single in the first, and that was it for him.
Actually, that was it for the Other Sox for the rest of the game; Albers, Melancon, and Miller each turned in a shutout inning for a combined total of zero runs on zero hits while walking zero and striking out three.
Meanwhile, we got busy, and we got busy fast. Ellsbury led off the first with a double and scored two outs later on a single by Gonzalez. At first, we felt happy just to have tied the game at one. When we went scoreless in the second, we were probably all preparing to settle in for a potential duel of some sort. Then the third happened.
We scored three in the third and four in the fourth; how appropriate. Ellsbury and Crawford hit back-to-back singles to lead off the third, and then Ross homered on his third pitch, an inside fastball. It was huge. Both figuratively and literally. It was huge because it suddenly gave us a three-run lead with one swing of the bat. And it was huge literally because it was hit high and far. It was barely fair; it stayed just inside the Fisk Pole. He completely unleashed on that ball.
And then there was some serious déjà vu going on in the fourth inning. Shoppach opened it with a strikeout, but then Ciriaco and Ellsbury hit back-to-back singles. After Crawford popped out, Ross again stepped up to the plate. Again, that’s both literal and figurative. He stepped up to the plate literally because he actually stepped up to the plate. And he stepped up to the plate figuratively because he delivered in a major way. Again, he sent it high and far and way out of the park out toward the Monster. Two swings. Six runs. Thankfully we knew it was the fourth inning and not the third inning not only because of the two outs and whatnot but also because, as a reminder, Gonzalez went back-to-back to the opposite field with a solo shot on his second pitch, also a fastball, which he launched toward the Monster as well.
And then, just to put the icing on the proverbial cake, Crawford was hit by a pitch to begin the sixth, Ross doubled, and then Gonzalez singled them both in.
And that, my friends, was the end of that. The final score was a lopsided 10-1. We posted a grand total of fourteen hits to their four. We went four for ten with runners in scoring position. And we had three stellar multi-hit games: Ellsbury went three for four and scored three runs, Gonzalez went three for four and batted in four while scoring one, and the man of the hour went three for five with six – count ‘em: six – RBIs and three runs scored. Those six RBIs are a season high, and this was his third multi-homer game in his career. His third hit was a double, so he failed to hit anything less than an extra-base hit all night. Cody Ross, ladies and gentlemen!
As epic as that all was, we also can’t help but think about the fact that Papi is now on the disabled list with a strained right Achilles tendon. Fortunately, there is no deeper damage to the Achilles tendon, so we obviously hope he recovers quickly and effectively.
Still, we have a lot to celebrate. I mean, it was a total slaughter. And it was completely and ridiculously awesome.