Sorry for the lapse in posts, I’ve been in the Windy City for my sister’s college graduation. She did not fall in love with any of the sports teams in her college city as I did with mine, which is really a shame for the Cubs since the Sox broke their World Series drought the year I graduated. Please note how I said drought and not the C word, Mr. Shaughnessy.

But it looks like the Sox don’t like it when I head out. They apparently missed me more than Kim did. After their best road trip of the season (4-2) on the backs of our big sluggers Coco Crisp and JD Drew, they come home to what should be automatic W’s and put up two quick stinkers worse than Mayor Daley’s speech to Northwestern’s class of 2008. Wakefield pitched well, but Dice-K, uhhh, maybe you’d like to spend some more time in lovely Pawtucket. I hear it’s beautiful this time of year with batters who swing at the crap you throw out of the strike zone.

To add injury to insult, we also learned on Saturday that one of the greatest clutch pitchers in all of baseball is done for the season and possibly his career. (More on this in a later post.)

In Sunday’s final game, it looks like the Sox were going to get swept at home in a 3+ game series for the first time since ‘06. Swept by Joel Pinero? Pinero who was supposed to be a closer but couldn’t even hold down the position of long man in the pen for the Sox last year? Even if the rest of the team and Tito seemed fine with it, Youk knew this was unacceptable. After squandering leadoff doubles in THREE STRAIGHT INNINGS (10th, 11th and 12th) Youk had enough of that crap in the 13th and finally cleared the Monster just as the insufferable Chip Carey was saying that the new Cardinals pitcher Mike Parisi could go for a number of innings. My Youks action figure will get a gotee rub when I get home tonight.

The D-backs come to the Fens tonight and by some miracle the Sox will miss Brandon Webb, so they get Dan Haren instead. Great.