That was a great game. We didn’t keep it to nine, but we did trade run for run with the Mariners. I would have loved to watch us win decisively, but I give us a lot of credit for keeping ourselves in it. There’s something really satisfying about keeping your head down and grinding through it. Because, at the end of the day, you know that you made this one happen.
Ellsbury led off the game with a solo shot. Papi walked to lead off the fourth, and Carp got hit. Holt, Iglesias, and Ellsbury hit back-to-back-to-back singles in the fourth, scoring three. Pedroia singled, Papi walked, and Gomes singled to load the bases with nobody out in the fifth, and a sac fly and two singles scored three.
Dempster gave up a solo shot to lead off the second. Two flyouts, a single, a wild pitch, a fielding error, a double, and a single later, two more runs scored. He gave up another run on a walk-single combination in the third. He gave up four singles over the course of the fourth, resulting in two runs. The latter was a runner inherited by Steven Wright, who came on for relief. But he ended up pitching the rest of the game phenomenally well.
The game started with a bang but ended pretty casually. Lavarnway led off the tenth with a walk, and we made the Mariners pay. Bradley came on to pinch-run, moved to second on a sac fly by Holt, and later scored on a single by Nava. And Uehara pitched a one-two-three ninth.
And that’s a wrap. We won, 8-7, in ten but we used only two pitches. Not bad. Not bad at all.