Two teams, two wins, two different ways. A harbinger of this season, perhaps? Our beloved Sox relying on timely defense, rat-a-tat-don’t-know-what-hit-them rallies, Papi (of course, Papi), and superb pitching, while the hated and no-longer-feared Yankees throw what they hope will be an overachieving pitcher out there with the hopes that their offense can score "several plus one" runs to their opponents’ "several". No matter what, there are lots of happy northeasterners tonight, including my Mom and Dad, who sent me the shot above courtesy of their snappy new cell phone – it’s a miracle they were able to get anything out of it. Kind of like the Yankees and their pitchers.
Feel free to discuss the day’s action here – those game threads (Nick, we won that one, too, going away) are getting as gangly as the Yanks team ERA.