And then, in the 11th...

Things got kind of awesome (although less so for Eric Gagne). It was a tight, long slugfest. The Indians seemed kinda tired. The Sox seemed kinda unstoppable. Manny had a 0-2 count on him, had a little smirk and deposited the next pitch into the bullpen. I think he feels like playing. It was 6-6. Papelbon, doing that stupid thing he does with his mouth, pitched two solid innings. On comes Gagne, without consistency, blows the tie. Then Lester and Lopez throw fuel on the fire and the "faithful" filed out. It turned into a 13-6 near-pounding.

And who hit the winning run? Trot Nixon, former Red Sox nail eater. It was poetic. Tim McCarver said "For years, they cheered him in Boston. And now they cheer for him in Cleveland." See what you did, Eric Gagne? You made Tim McCarver philosophize. And I had to listen to it. Le cerveau il etait en option chez toi, Tim.