Sloppy Success 

(August 12)

Short take:  Yeah, we beat Texas

This was hardly the Mona Lisa of baseball games.  Fielding gaffes, lousy baserunning, and mediocre pitching were the rule of the day.  Who cares?  Sox win 7-4.  We need more just like this.

Is Mark Buehrle human?  Three solo dingers served to the Strangers would indicate he is merely mortal.  He scattered eight hits across seven innings and picked up his eleventh win of the season.  His ERA remains a sparkling 3.00.  If this keeps up, Peter Gammons won't be able to ignore him anymore.

Royce Clayton had Sox fans rolling off their sofas in laughter when he took Sox reject Aaron Myette over the wall to the deepest part of the park.  If our defensive specialist can take this guy deep, we can't imagine we gave up too much last December when Kenny Williams agreed to the genius trade with Texas.  It could be worse.  We could be in last place paying $252 million to Royce's replacement.

The sixth inning was the key to the game.  Kudos to Jose Canseco and his big stick mojo.  He started things with a lead-off walk, one of three our disciplined power hitter took this evening.   Mr. Carlos Lee, were you paying attention?  El Caballo was hit by a pitch setting the table for boy-wonder Aaron Rowand.  His ungodly shot into the left-center gap brought home two runs, including the tying runs.  The decidedly un-versatile Mark Johnson was next, showing enough smarts to bunt safely bringing home another run a throwing error.  

Yeah, we should have scored more.  Our Pale Hose left ten runners on base and were thrown out three times on the base paths.  Fortunately nobody was deducting style points.

Bob Howry and Keith Foulke teamed up for scoreless and hitless innings.  The Sox are back to one game of .500.  Sox Fans, it would be nice to climb over the top before Oakland hits town!