Folks, I’ve long since abandoned any aspirations of appearing on the cover of GQ. So trust me when I say, I know lousy photos. And, holy god, the photos of Byrd and Marcum used on NESN’s “pitching preview” for last night’s game were two of the worst player shots I’ve ever seen in my life. At first glance, I thought Gollum from Lord of the Rings was taking on Stuttering John.
Beyond that, it was nice to snare a W in Toronto, against a barely-over-.500 team that’s been tying us in knots all season. Also good to see Varitek showing signs of life, and the force of nature known as Dustin Pedroia continuing to churn out the hits.
Although Drew’s back spasms are troubling, he may not be DL bound. And even if he did go down for a spell, there’s a damn good chance that come September, we may find a number of excellent things converging to create the Perfect Storm of Awesome, including a healthy Wake, re-energized Colon, and a rejuvenated Tek.
It could be an embarrassment of riches, people. So long as Lugo remains gagged and bound in a Chelsea apartment.
