What a difference a year makes! We could say that last season with a smile on our face, but this season we say the same thing, minus the cheerful disposition. The 2014 Red Sox have lost 7 straight, have been swept in back-to-back series, and gone winless on the homestand. Deja 2012, anyone? The clock has struck midnight and Cinderella's golden coach has pumpkined. Stephen Drew rejoining the team is a step in the right direction, but is it enough to pull them out of the quicksand?
Right now, the Red Sox are dredging up September 2011 and much of 2012 on a nightly basis. No pitching. No hitting. No fielding. The Grady Train has derailed, JBJ is looking like a highly-touted prospect gone the way of Lars Anderson and Ryan Lavarnway. Xander is none too happy about moving from shortstop to third base. Middlebrooks is Middlebroken. Buchholz is buckling under. Felix is a victim of a car door. Peavy's peripheral chickens have come to roost. Lackey's up and down like a yo-yo. Even Lester got lit up like a Christmas tree. Where's a Bobby V. Blame Pie when you need it? Oh, I forgot, the expiration date on that pie was in early October of 2012.
If they're looking to out-Astro the Astros or collect another protected draft pick, they're doing a bang-up job. However, do they really want to sandwich the World Championship season with two historically atrocious ones? Are the Red Sox that bipolar? Or do they only plan on showing up in odd-numbered years? Who knows, but if they don't right the ship soon, it's going to be a long, miserable summer for Red Sox Nation.
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