Hangin' Tough, Stayin' Hungry

One coveted day off for the Red Sox and then ten games in ten days for the chance at a playoff spot. I guess Dan Shaughnessy was wrong after all. (Thanks a lot Dan.)



Ten blowoutwins is just about what it will take to make the dreadful images of last night's game go away: the Rays' Johnny "don't call me Go-mes" Gomes pumping his fist after his eighth inning triple, Manny being Manny lollygagging to first base at a critical point in the game and Adam Hyzdu whiffing whilst hitting for himself with the bases loaded in the seventh inning with Jason Varitek on the bench. Ouch. We can't even blame Edgar for last night's loss.

It's time to see what the 2005 version of the Sox are made of. It's time to sip some Jack Daniels and "Cowboy Up" to start acting like "Idiots" (the good kind), or play the Rocky soundtrack continuously in the clubhouse for the next ten days straight. Whatever it takes.

A half game deficit is no reason to panic, but the Yankees have won nine out of ten and are playing their best baseball of the season. It's time for the Sox to show what they're made of -- to win or go down with a fight.