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That’s the game that we were all hoping we’d play.  Fenway was a sight for sore eyes; something about the players being introduced at the home opener just makes you feel refreshed and ready, and after the start to the season we’ve had, we needed that.  And the final score was a sight for sore eyes, too.  12-2.  Now that’s what I call taking care of business on your first day home.  Ladies and gentlemen, here’s hoping that yesterday was the first day of the rest of our baseball lives!

First things first.  The opening ceremonies were as fitting and fantastically done as ever.  Tim Wakefield and Jason Varitek threw the first pitch, as they should have.  It was so great to see them back there received with the standing ovation that they clearly deserved.  Dwight Evans caught Wakefield’s pitch, and Jim Rice caught Varitek’s, which was especially fitting since Rice was our captain before Varitek played.  Needless to say, the pitches were thrown quite well (I was hoping Wakefield would deliver a knuckleball, but apparently Evans warned him against that beforehand), and there were plenty of hugs to go around afterwards.  All in all, it was a supremely feel-good event.  In the bottom of the second, Wakefield and Varitek joined the NESN booth for the first time ever; apparently they’d never been to that part of the park before.  Wakefield was right when he said that it was a special day that the two of them shared together; opening the hundredth season of baseball at Fenway was a task that was absolutely fitting for them to complete.  And we’ll see them again this year; during the season each of them will be honored with their own day.  We certainly haven’t seen the last of Varitek, who will probably re-join the organization in some sort of professional capacity.  Their comments on the start to the season we’ve had were interesting to hear, and ultimately it was just a pleasure to have them back.  It really was.

Beckett pitched like an ace.  These are now back-to-back gems by our two best starters; it’s a good sign, and it’s some solid momentum that we can build from.  Beckett pitched eight innings and gave up only one run on five hits, two of which were doubles, and that was it for extra bases.  He walked one and struck out one, the eleventh time in his career that he posted only one strikeout but the first time in his career that he posted a win with only one strikeout.  That one strikeout came against Carlos Pena with one out in the eighth; it took him six pitches, and the clincher was a curveball going seventy-four miles per hour that resulted in a missed swing.  Beckett threw ninety-four pitches, sixty-one of which were strikes, so he was right on pace.

He brought his fastball up to ninety-two miles per hour, and they were good, but the real stars of his arsenal were the cutter and the changeup.  Almost all of his cutters were thrown for strikes, and a little less than half of all of his pitches were changeups, which he threw for strikes almost two-thirds of the time.  Other than that, he also introduced a curveball that was pretty good.  So he pitched like an ace, but not necessarily like the ace we’ve seen him be in most of his gem starts.  This was less about dominating and overpowering the hitters and more about getting around them with craftiness and finesse.  It was a side of Beckett that we rarely get to see, but nevertheless it was obviously an effective side of Beckett and one that speaks to his overall skill and versatility as a pitcher.

Regarding efficiency, as I said, he was pretty much on the ball.  He wasn’t remarkably efficient, but he wasn’t inefficient, either.  Around a hundred pitches is where you should be by the time the ninth inning starts, and there are plenty of pitching staffs out there whose aces are lucky if they can make it to the sixth or seventh around a hundred pitches.  He threw at most seventeen pitches in one inning, and he did that twice, once in the first and again in the fourth.  He threw sixteen in the second and thirteen in the eighth.  Other than that, he threw nine in the sixth, eight in the third, and seven in the fifth and seventh.

Beckett allowed his lone run in the second pretty quickly; the inning started with a single, and the next hit was one of the two doubles he gave up, which scored Ben Zobrist.  But then he ended the inning with three straight groundouts, and under his watch, it was the end of the scoring for the Tampa Bay Rays.  (Incidentally, Zobrist also scored Beckett’s only walk, in addition to his only run.) Three of his innings were one-two-three: the third, the fifth, and the eighth.

Meanwhile, the game did not begin auspiciously for our offense, as we went down in order in the first.  We put two on base in the second, but three straight outs erased that threat.  We first got on board in the third: Shoppach got hit, Ellsbury doubled, and Pedroia walked on five pitches to load the bases.  Then we put up three straight scoring plays: Gonzalez singled, Youk hit a sac fly, and Papi singled.  It was small ball, but it was effective small ball.  McDonald re-loaded the bases by also walking on five pitches, but Ross ended the inning by grounding into a double play.  Still, that was three runs right there.

We added one in the fourth; Aviles began the inning by grounding out, but then Shoppach doubled and scored on a single by Ellsbury.  (Speaking of the fourth, Ross made a fantastic diving catch to prevent a base hit and secure the first out in the top of the inning.) We went down in order in the fifth again, and we had two baserunners again erased in the sixth and one erased in the seventh.

Now, at that point, the score was 4-1, and with the way Beckett was pitching, that lead alone would have held up fine.  Honestly, if that had remained the score, Bobby V. would have let Beckett stay in there and finish it up.  He’s a beast against the Rays; he’s got four wins and is undefeated in six starts with a 0.84 ERA going back to September 12, 2009.  As it turned out, Melancon came out to pitch the ninth.  He faced four batters.  Three of them represented outs, but between the first and second one was a solo shot to right on a 2-1 fastball.  Those two runs were the only runs that the Rays would have scored.  In plenty of other scenarios, which unfortunately we have seen first-hand this year, that may have cost us the game.  Fortunately, Melancon made that one isolated mistake and recovered.  So if we had only scored four runs, in this particular game we would’ve been fine.

But we didn’t only score four runs.  We exploded majorly in the eighth.  It was fantastic.  It was like a whole new team up there.  Almost every batter in that inning contributed to the run total in one way or another, and it was just a string of well-orchestrated scoring plays.  It really looked and felt like the team was playing like a team.

It all began with a pitching change; Joel Peralta replaced Wade Davis.  What a cold, cold greeting we gave him.  McDonald opened the inning with a very patient at-bat that concluded with a double.  Then Ross walked, and McDonald moved to third on a wild pitch.  Then Aviles walked to load the bases.  Then Shoppach doubled and scored two.  Then Sweeney singled and scored two.  Then Pedroia and Gonzalez singled back-to-back to reload the bases.  Then Youk singled and scored two.  Then Papi doubled and scored one.  Then McDonald got hit to reload the bases.  Then Ross hit a sac fly that scored one.  Then Aviles singled to reload the bases.  And then Shoppach and Sweeney provided the last two outs.  So, before Ross hit his sac fly, we sent ten men to the plate with nobody out in the inning, and our first out of the inning was still a scoring play.  We scored eight runs in the eighth inning alone.

We posted sixteen hits to their six.  We posted five extra-base hits to their three, even though ours were all doubles and they had a homer.  We left ten on base to their five, but – are you ready for this? – we went ten for seventeen with runners in scoring position to their 0 for 5.  Ten for seventeen.

Youk and Papi both went two for four, the latter with a double, and Gonzalez went two for three.  But the man of the hour, who went three for four with two doubles, was Kelly Shoppach.  Not bad for a catcher.  Not bad at all.  All told, we had five multi-hit games.

There was only one downside to the game, and unfortunately it was extremely significant.  Ellsbury went two for three but left in the bottom of the fourth with an injured right shoulder.  Right after his RBI single that inning, Pedroia grounded into a double play to end it, and Reid Brignac landed on the shoulder at second base after he threw to first.  Hard.  It looked bad; he grabbed it and stood up with some difficulty.  He walked off the field holding his arm pretty delicately.  Make no mistake, folks: this is a complete and total disaster in every conceivable way.  The incident quieted Fenway pretty quickly, and rightly so.  He was examined after the game, but there is no definite word yet on his condition; you can be sure, though, that he’ll be temporarily replaced for at least five or six weeks.

So the team does indeed start to celebrate Fenway’s one hundredth birthday with a win! It was a win for Fenway, a win for Red Sox Nation, and a win for the team, and we all badly needed it.  And so we should feel happy about that.  But we should also be aware of the fact that we hope we didn’t just trade in a win in the short term for a win in the long term; in other words, we hope that Ellsbury isn’t injured for the long term as a result of what occurred in this game.  Seriously.  This is an extremely, extremely big deal.

In other news, the first round of the Stanley Cup playoffs for the Bruins have officially begin, and on a high note at that.  We beat the Caps, 1-0! As I said, I’m really thinking repeat.

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Ben called back Sveum for a second-round interview, but we didn’t make Sveum an offer, and the Cubs picked him up.  We may be interviewing Bobby Valentine next, and I’m not sure I like that.  Actually, scratch that.  I don’t like that.  I don’t like that at all.  Valentine is the antithesis of what we need right now, and the fact that he’s even being considered reflects some serious misdirection and scrambling on the part of our front office, something we haven’t seen in years.  I have full confidence in Ben, but at the moment he looks like he has absolutely no idea what in the world he’s doing, and that may be because he legitimately is lost at this point or because Larry is lost.  Either way, it’s not yielding good results.  It’s yielding a public image of an organization that is in complete and utter chaos.  Whether or not that’s actually true, I do not like that.

Speaking of managers, Tito will stay out after all next season.  I guess Jerry Remy was right.

Ben has had good talks with Papi’s camp.  Supposedly we’ve made contact with Francisco Cordero, and there has been mutual interest expressed in having Heath Bell pitch for us.  Supposedly we may be interested in Roy Oswalt.

Thankfully, Don Orsillo signed a contract extension with NESN.  Thankfully, Heidi Watney has not.  Watney is leaving for Time Warner Cable in California, who now have the Lakers.  She’ll be a sideline reporter for those telecasts.

In other news, the Pats sunk the Jets, 37-16.  The B’s barely beat the Devils and Blue Jackets but laid it on thick in our crushing assault on the Isles for an eight-game winning streak.

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Just so you know, this is not going to be a happy post.

First of all, it’s pretty much unofficially official.  Theo is going to take over the Cubs.  It’s a five-year deal, and the only thing left is for the two clubs to agree on compensation since Theo is technically entering the last year of his contract with us.  The deal is currently worth twenty million dollars, which reportedly includes said compensation.  As of late, Theo’s title within the Cubs organization is unclear, but it supposedly is something higher up.

The bottom line is that he’s leaving us, so we’ll have to find a first-base coach, a manager, and a general manager.  Here’s an understatement: this offseason, we’ve got some serious work to do.  With any luck, we won’t actually have to find a general manager and will instead be looking for an assistant general manager; I wouldn’t mind having Ben Cherington take the helm.  That’s where it looks like we’re headed, anyway.  He’s been included in all club dealings so far during the offseason.  He’s been Theo’s right-hand man for years, and the two of them started with Larry Lucchino in San Diego anyway.  It obviously won’t be the same, but it’ll be pretty close.

That is, if you like the job Theo did.  Sure, he made some huge mistakes.  Eric Gagne and Dice-K were the most notable of those; if Jenks doesn’t recover properly he’ll be another, and if Crawford and Lackey don’t turn it around they’ll be a third and fourth.  But I would argue that his good so epically and completely eclipsed his bad that this discussion isn’t even necessary.  His drafting and farming decisions were legendary and include Pedroia, Ellsbury, Youk, and Lester.  He is the youngest general manager to be hired, and he is the youngest general manager ever to win a World Series.  After almost delivering us in 2003, his first season, he lifted us out of the Curse of the Bambino in 2004 and reminded us that we weren’t dreaming in 2007.  His acquisition of Gonzalez was absolutely masterful.  He brought sabermetrics to Boston and made it feel at home here.  He wasn’t just a professional removed from everything; he was a baseball guy and, worth noting, a Red Sox fan.  He’s from Boston, specifically Brookline about two miles from Fenway Park, and that’s something Chicago will never change.  Chicago’s dysfunction as an organization goes well beyond any single position that Theo could possibly fill.  Make no mistake; he won’t simply waltz in there and have them winning World Series left and right.  If he could do that in Chicago, we would have been winning every single World Series title since his takeover of our team, and clearly that didn’t happen.  And if it didn’t happen here, it’s not going to happen there.  But that’s neither here nor there.

This is about what Theo did for this city in his nine memorable years here.  He brought a new approach to the game and put the pieces in place for us to win.  He established a winning culture here.  He’s a genius and will be sorely, sorely missed.  Here’s to you, Theo.  Here’s to everything you’ve done for us and for the game of baseball.  Here’s to the good, the bad, and the ugly, and here’s to smiling through all of it because, all along, in Theo we trusted.  We know that other fans in other places rooting for other teams will be trusting in you from now on.  But we also know that you can take the general manager out of Boston but you can’t take Boston out of the general manager.  We just hope that the great things you’ll accomplish will not be at our expense.

Secondly, all of the pieces to the devastation puzzle are now coming to light.  It’s an ugly story.  Here goes.

It wasn’t one pitcher responsible for the beer-drinking between starts.  First of all, it wasn’t just drinking beer; it was also ordering in fried chicken and playing video games.  Secondly, it wasn’t just one pitcher; it was three.  Beckett, Lackey, and Lester.  I never thought I’d see Lester on that list, although I should point out that the degree to which he actually participated in these goings-on is highly speculative, and it’s possible that he wasn’t really a mainstay.  Apparently they not only drank beer but ordered fried chicken and played video games, all at the expense of working out, and they were starting to get more players involved.  All I know is that when we needed them to deliver most, they didn’t, which is unusual for them so something must have been going on.  We knew they were health, so that should have tipped us off, but I never thought I’d see the day when such people would actually knowingly put on pounds and thereby sabotage everything the team worked for.  It’s sacrilegious. Pedroia probably couldn’t believe his eyes and must have been seething.

Meanwhile, Tito was losing influence with both old and new guys, he was having health issues, and he was living in a hotel due to marital issues.  He insists that the former wasn’t due to the latter two, but I’m also sure that Beckett, Lackey, and Lester insisted that their very visible extra fat and subsequent tanking wasn’t due to their clubhouse habits either.  I’m actually inclined to believe Tito, though; he’s focused, dedicated, and committed, and we can’t just assume that he doesn’t know how to handle personal issues in his life and balance them with his job.

Then, apparently, the team accused the brass of caring about money more than results when they scheduled the doubleheader in response to Hurricane Irene.  Then the veterans on the team, including Tek, started pulling back on leadership.  Wake exacerbated this problem by calling for a return next year so he could break the all-time wins record; neither the time nor the place when you’re days away from playoff elimination.  And Youk, as you can imagine, was more of a clubhouse pain than usual, which we all knew but didn’t feel because all of these other issues weren’t present before.  At least, if they were, we didn’t know about them to this extent.  Youk was the only player to call Ellsbury out for his time on the DL last year due to his rib injuries.  And it’s obviously admirable and dirt-doggish indeed that he played through his injuries this year, but doing so apparently brought the worst out of him socially in the clubhouse.  And when you’re hanging on by a thread in the standings, that is so not something you need.  Gonzalez, of all people, joined in the pettiness by complaining about the late-season schedule.  I honestly thought he would be much more Pedroia-like than that.

Ellsbury, by the way, is officially the American League’s Comeback Player of the Year.  I can’t think of anyone who would deserve it more.  He earned every last bit of that honor this past year, so hats most definitely off to him.

Add to that the fact that the signing of Crawford was largely a push from Theo over which the brass was divided.  If you ask me, I would have said it was the other way around.  Crawford’s strengths, both in practice and in numbers, aren’t that compatible with sabermetrics, the philosophy used to build the team.  So I thought that we would all find out that it was Theo who was against it, and it was the brass who was pushing him to sign Crawford because of the wow factor of bringing in a star or something.

All in all, the team this year turned out to be one big, dysfunctional family on every front.  Nobody, from the players to the brass, was spared.  Everyone who had issues let them loose at exactly the wrong time and in exactly the wrong ways.  Players on whom you depended to carry your team through the stretch in the clubhouse either withdrew or sunk to the level of the players you never thought would sink to that level in the first place.  It seems like it was just an awful atmosphere completely non-conducive to anything positive or constructive.  Obviously you’ve got to consider sources of this information when you read stories about this, but I guess now that we know the end story, we saw the signs all along.  That’s true of Theo’s departure as well.  At the time to us on the outside, all of the signs were too subtle for us to keep putting two and two and two and two together to come with what is clearly a very elaborate set of social circumstances that spiraled out of control and led to our painful and epic downfall.

Organization chemistry, both in the clubhouse and in the front office, is a very difficult thing to fix and cultivate.  It’s organically grown, and you either have it or you don’t.  You can’t force it.  Now Papi is claiming that he’s seriously considering free agency as a way to escape all the drama.  It’s all been meshing so well recently; how, in such a short time, could we become “that team” with all the drama? It’s like a soap opera.  Seriously.

John Henry even drove down to 98.5 The Sports Hub on Friday completely on his own because he felt like he had some records to set straight.  He said that Crawford was not signed to boost NESN ratings, although he confirmed that he did oppose it but ultimately approved it because baseball operations were for Theo and Larry to govern.  Henry also implied a confirmation that Theo is going to Chicago while saying that he wishes that Theo would stay.  He said that, during the season, he let the brass know that he was all in favor of picking up Tito’s options and that the only time he thought that that maybe wasn’t such a good idea was when Tito told the brass that he didn’t want to come back.

Significant changes to the organization could potentially be afoot, and that’s either good or bad.  There’s no way to know who’s on the radar or what we should expect.  There’s nothing to do.  No amount of speculation would ever shed any light because this organization keeps everything under wraps, as is appropriate and right even if it is annoying for us fans hanging in the breeze.

The whole situation is crushing.  Make absolutely no mistake whatsoever about that.  It’s crushing.  It’s devastatingly epically crushing in every conceivable sense.  We’ll get through it because we’re Sox fans and we always do, but it’s just so remarkably and epically depressing and crushing.  I can’t even believe that this whole situation is happening.

Ultimately the big question is short and sweet and simple but revealing of the trepidation that’s currently racking all of us.

What’s next?

Also, Scott Williamson is auctioning off his 2004 World Series ring.  Why in the world would you ever do that? That’s completely sacrilegious.

In other news, the Pats summarily disposed of the Jets, 30-21.  Would I have preferred a blowout? Obviously.  But hey, that score is a lot better than the score we put up against them the last time we played them last season, so I’ll take it.  And the Bruins, since beginning their season on October 6, have beaten Philly, Colorado, and Chicago and have been beaten by Tampa Bay and Carolina.

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Last night’s game was even longer than our game with the Yankees on Sunday; last night’s game lasted three hours and fifty-three minutes.  At least we didn’t have to watch it on ESPN.  No, sir.  We watched it on NESN and listened to the mellifluous tones of the voice of none other  than Jerry Remy, who has recovered from pneumonia and returned to the booth for the first time since April 27.  Man, it’s good to have him back.  And at least we’re now one game over .500! Finally, we’ve got a winning record! Wow.  That feels great.

It wasn’t easy, though.  It sure wasn’t easy.

Dice-K didn’t exactly bring the brilliance with him for this start.  Instead, he brought his usual.  He threw twenty-nine pitches in the first, when he almost face the entire lineup in that frame alone.  (He faced eight batters, so he was one batter shy.) His most efficient inning was the fourth, when he threw seventeen.  He didn’t last long; he was pulled after securing the first out of the fifth.  He was lucky that the offense backed him up, because he gave up five runs on five hits while striking out only two and walking seven.  Two strikeouts and seven walks.  Those numbers should be reversed.  This is the third time he’s walked at least seven in a game.  That’s just terrible.  He didn’t allow any home runs; it’s not like a few bad pitches did him in.  Only his four-seam was thrown for strikes more than fifty-five percent of the time.  Actually, his four-seam was fantastic; it was thrown for strikes eighty-one percent of the time.  The rest of his pitches, not so much.  His other pitches, quite frankly, were pretty terrible as well.  And as if all of that weren’t frustrating enough, what makes it even worse is the fact  that it’s Dice-K, and this has been going on for a while, so obviously there’s no analysis to be done to figure out what his mistake was, because whatever his mistake was, it’s a mistake he’s been making for quite some time.

We were down by six runs by the time we got on the board in the sixth.  But we got back in it in a hurry.  We put up a five-spot that inning.  It was glorious.  We sent ten men to the plate in that frame.  First, Drew singled.  Then, he scored on a double by Lowrie.  Crawford reached on a fielding error after that.  Lowrie scored on a single by Tek.  Ellsbury lined out and Pedroia flied out, and then Crawford scored on a single by Gonzalez, who scored with Tek on a double by Youk.  Then Papi walked, and Drew grounded out to end the inning.  One, two, three, four, five, and suddenly it was a one-run game.  And that, my friends, would be a textbook example of how you take what your pitcher gives you and you like it.

Meanwhile, Atchison pitched the rest of the fifth as well as the sixth.  He allowed both of his inherited runners to score and gave up a run of his own.  Aceves came on for the seventh, eighth, and ninth.  He gave up a home run on the second pitch of his outing, a curveball.  We got that run back when Lowrie tripled and scored on a single by Tek in the bottom of the inning.

At that point, we were trailing by one, and I was thinking about the fact that, in true Boston fashion, I believed that we would come back.  So naturally the companion thought to that was how furious I would be if we lost the first game of our home stand to the Orioles, which would put us back below .500.  I ruminated on that in the top of the eighth when Baltimore didn’t score.  I ruminated on that when we had two men on base in the bottom of the eighth and did nothing with that opportunity.  I ruminated on that when Baltimore went down in order in the top of the ninth.  I ruminated on that when Tek flied out to open the bottom of the ninth.  When Ellsbury walked on five pitches and stole second base only to have Pedroia also draw a walk, I was busy ruminating about how I just saw Adrian Gonzalez announce to his manager that he was going to change his batting stance in order to hit the ball in New York, step up to the plate, change his batting stance, and hit the ball in New York.  I was thinking about the fact that, not only is this guy the best hitter in the Majors right now, but he’s a hitter so good that he said he would get a hit and then he went out there and he made whatever adjustment was necessary and he just delivered; he got the hit like it was no big deal, like, well, he said he would, so then obviously he did.  When he laid into that ball on the first pitch he saw in that at-bat, an eighty-mile-per-hour slider, and he bounced it off the Green Monster, I knew we were going to win.  And we did.  Ellsbury and Pedroia both came around to score.  It was a walkoff.  His first in a Boston uniform.  The first of many.  And at that point I was ruminating on the walkoff mob.  And the final score.  8-7.

Youk, Drew, and Lowrie all went two for four.  Ellsbury and Tek both went two for five.  Gonzalez went three for five.  And the epic comeback, obviously.  It was our biggest comeback run-wise since April 25, 2009, when we were also down 6-0 at Yankee Stadium.

It was an epic comeback.  The only time we held the lead all game was when we cemented that final score.  Thankfully, we didn’t have to depend on that day’s pitching staff to hold that lead.  We have a winning record.  I repeat: we have a winning record! We are a winning team! And, I mean, Adrian Gonzalez.  Wow.  Welcome to Boston.

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I’m not going to ask how things could possibly get worse.  Anyone who has ever read even one comic strip knows that that’s just about the worst thing you can do.  If you ask how things could possibly get worse, they inevitably just get worse.  So I’m not going to ask that.  But I am going to think it, and I am going to think it very loudly.  Yesterday, we lost Youk for the rest of the season.  It turns out that this thumb wasn’t just jammed; he tore his adductor muscle, an injury very rare to ballplayers.  What are the chances? Anyway, he’ll need surgery on it, and that’s it.  He’s done until Spring Training.

Technically, this isn’t the end of the world.  Last night’s win shows that it can be done without him.  Of course, you could also say that the previous night’s mega-loss shows that it can’t be done without him.  Either way, we need to trust in the bench now.  On the bright side, due to our completely unprecedented amount of injuries this season, our bench has become quite, well, seasoned.  They’ve been given regular playing time to an extent they would only have dreamed off in another situation.  That means they’ve been able to develop a feel for the league, they’ve been able to get acquainted with the field, and they’ve been able to establish some offensive rhythm.  But the story is more complicated than that.  We’re talking about first base.  Nobody has seriously played at first regularly except Youk and V-Mart and sometimes Hall.  V-Mart and Hall are obviously needed elsewhere, so the only other logical choice for first is Lowell.  Who, and this is where the above thought comes in a second time, is ironically the only bench player who hasn’t had those opportunities because he’s also been on the DL.  That two-run homer was heartening, but look for Theo to make an emergency acquisition.  So technically we still can’t throw out this season.  We’ll just have to work that much harder to salvage it.  Much harder.  Much, much, much, much harder.

In the face of that, last night’s win was definitely a boost.  The final score was 6-1.  After the game got rolling when NESN remembered to turn off the lights in the booth, it was pretty fantastic.

Dice-K was exceptional.  He pitched eight full innings for the third time this year, gave up only one run on five hits, walked two, and struck out six.  Five of those K’s were swinging; the one looking strikeout was on a slider.  All on 109 pitches, seventy-four of which were strikes.  That’s a strike rate of sixty-eight percent.  That’s ridiculously high.  Other than the solo shot by Choo in the first, his third at-bat of the game, he made absolutely no mistakes.  His fastball was deadly; he worked it up to ninety-five miles per hour.  His cutter, curveball, and changeup were excellent.  And when he’s on like that, you really get a full sense of what a versatile pitcher he is.  He can throw almost any pitch in any count.  He needed at most twenty pitches in the third.  There are pitchers who’d be lucky to get through an inning with only twenty pitches; Dice-K historically has been one of them.  His efficiency was stellar.  He was just excellent.  And we needed that last night.  One of the things we learned in April and during that stretch when we almost reached first place is that good starts can make this team.  We got that last night, and we didn’t disappoint.

Then in the fourth, Scutaro singled and V-Mart and Drew both walked.  Then Beltre sent everyone home.  A grand slam into the Monster seats! Finally.  He’s done pretty much nothing with the bases loaded all season.  It’s the eighth of his career; he hit his last one all the way back on September 21, 2006.

At this rate, Beltre should win MVP this year.  He’s batting a hot .336 with twenty homers and seventy-five RBIs.  I don’t think anyone expected that.  I think everyone expected his defense to be his strength, and ironically his defense has been some of the worst we’ve ever seen.

Drew padded the lead in the eighth with a two-run single.  We turned out not to need them, but I will never be one to complain about scoring too many runs, especially not at a time like this.  Not needing insurance runs is a luxury we can’t afford not to enjoy.

Okajima gave up a run in the ninth and subsequently announced his sore right hamstring, which would explain the awfulness of his recent work.  All I’m saying is that it’s good he actually spoke up about it.  The last time he had some explaining to do, he ducked out of the clubhouse, and one thing we learned from the Manny Ramirez fiasco is that you need to explain your own mistakes, not expect your teammates to do it for you.

So he was taken out after recording the first out of the ninth, having done so after giving up a walk and two singles, and Paps came in, devoid of his day off.  With the tying run on deck, Paps made the save.

Cleveland’s third base coach, Steve Smith, who was also ejected at the time, will serve a two-game suspension, while Lewis, Beckett, Cameron, Ellsbury, Pedroia, and Youk were all fined for the brawl.

What bothers me about this win is that we earned all of our runs on two hits.  We’ve been hitting a lot of home runs lately, which is very good, but we haven’t manufactured many runs or played much small ball.  And that’s bad.  Because while it’s also a luxury to exploit a pitcher’s mistakes, you can’t simply wait for a pitcher to make a mistake to score your runs.  You have to score your own runs yourself.  Our first ten batters stepped up and then promptly stepped down.  However, the most important thing is that we won, period.  We need to think about the fact that we picked up the win and are going on the most important road trip to play the most important series of the season with some momentum.  We’re playing four in the Bronx, and it is absolutely imperative that we play extremely well this weekend.  This is crucial.  And it starts, hopefully on a high note, with Buchholz opposite Vazquez.  We’ve got work to do.

Boston Globe Staff/Jim Davis

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