Look, if you’re gonna get swept by the Angels then you damn well better be applying foot to ass every time you face teams like the KC Royals. After Monday’s so-bad-you-wanna-taunt-a-nun performance, the boys rebounded last night with Commander Kick Ass leading the way, turning in a vintage 2007 performance. My theory with Beckett is that although he’s a certified gamer, he’s trying to save a bit of the awesome for when we need it most–in the playoffs. So I’ll forgive him a not quite Cy Young-caliber record if we can all jump on his shoulders come October, like that big-ass dog in The Neverending Story.
The only thing that bothered me watching last night’s game is… why does the illustrated guy in the WB Mason logo…
…look less like the guy who plays “WB Mason” in the commercials…
…and more like actor Matthew Broderick?
