Three legged dog days, that is. While we were swamped with work and then took a holiday over Independence Day, a lot happened to the Sox. Or in some cases, didn’t happen. Interleague play wrapped up (did we mention how much we despise the concept of interleague play? If not: we HATE it). Clay Buchholz’ back failed to improve. Mike Cameron was DFA’d then shipped to Florida with a bag of money in return for, well, air. John Lackey sucked all of that air out of Fenway with another horrid effort. Adrian Gonzalez was named player of the month and Dustin Pedroia cracked two homers from the cleanup spot. And last night Jon Lester hurt his left lat, putting him out of the rotation for a couple weeks minimum, maybe more.
And while the Sox lead the Wild Card charge and trail the Yanks by just a couple of games (have we mentioned how impressed we are by the Yankees? If not: we’re impressed – this is one of the great smoke and mirrors jobs ever concocted by Brian Cashman, truly astounding, and Yanks fans should be proud), all is pretty dicey. The Sox currently field a rotation of Josh Beckett, Andrew Miller, Tim Wakefield, Alfredo Aceves, and John Lackey. This is a rotation that, to use a graduate school term we learned in a post-structuralist philosophy seminar, blows. If the Sox can somehow ride their offen– er, wait a second, I forgot: the typical lineup these days features Darnell McDonald, JD Drew, Yamaico Navarro, and Jason Varitek. So let’s start over. How about just “yikes”.
So it looks like, for the near term, the team is “Beckett and Miller, then a bunch of filler”. It has a ring to it. Tough times ahead, it appears. Let’s see if our team can just hang in there and then get healthy for the end of the summer. In the meantime, yikes.