Offensive Hangover

Red Sox: 2 White Sox: 4

Nothing lasts forever, especially not in the game of baseball. The bats had partied too hard on Friday and Saturday night, knocking in 8 runs each night, and this afternoon, they were worshiping the porcelain deity and popping pills for the headache from hell. Pedey's fire was put out by the likes of Gavin Floyd. The party was over, but the series wasn't. Runners were either left stranded on base, waiting for Jacoby to drive them in (since he was the only one whose bat showed signs of life) or they didn't even make it to the basepaths, with batted balls finding gloves as if they had little GPS chips implanted in them.

Wake did alright on the mound, limiting the vaunted White Sox offense to three runs, but as is often the case, he was the victim of poor run support. The 'pen gave up one run, but the game was still well within reach. The bottom of the ninth inning tells the story of the whole game. Runners on second and third with two outs and a de-mojoed Pedey hit a liner to left that was destined to find the glove of Carlos Quentin. It was a sign of the tables turning in the battle of the Sox. Quentin today was more of a pest to the Red Sox than Pedey was (today) to the White Sox.

Not that we Red Sox fans can complain too much about today's loss since the team has won their last four series, but it would sure be nice for them to SWEEP the O's when they come to town this week.

LET'S GO RED SOX!!!!!!