1. Papelbon goes into the rotation. So now you have a rotation of Schilling, Beckett, Paps, Lester, Wake. Cross your fingers Schil stays healthy and Beckett figures out how to pitch.
2. Trade and/or sign a closer to replace Papelbon and a setup guy to replace Timlin. I’d go for Linebrink to setup. Suggestions are welcome for who would be the closer. DO NOT hesitate to trade Delcarmen and/or Hansen. These are setup guys for heaven’s sake, not can’t miss studs.
3. Make a strong push for Andruw Jones. Imagine Papi/Manny/Jones 3-4-5. Devastating. Would have to trade Coco, Wily Mo, and perhaps a prospect or two. The only problem here is Atlanta wanted Lester when this trade was explored earlier.
4. Right field is an obvious question mark. Someone help me out here! Other small moves need to be made…backup catcher possibly, SS (I’d re-sign Gonzo), 2B (Pedroia or Lugo).
It’s a start anyway…
]]>They won it by staging the most amazing comeback in the history of sports.
Thanks for this — I don’t think people in Boston truly understand how lucky we’ve been over the last few years.
Most sports fans in this country are lucky to experience once what we experienced first in Super Bowl XXXVI and then again (in an even more extreme fashion) in October ‘04.
The 2004 ALCS was quite literally one of the most incredible stories in the history of sports. That phrase — “in the history of sports” — is almost too big to wrap one’s mind around. It’s easy to say that, for example, no one’s hit .400 in MLB since 1941, and we can quickly calculate that it’s an impressive feat, not having been accomplished in over a half-century.
But ever? In any major U.S. sport (but hockey)? And add to that the qualitative Sox-Yankees story underlying the accomplishment, and the Yankees’ place at the top of the athletic pyramid for most of the 1900s — for THIS TEAM to do THAT against THEM…it’s fundamentally unsurpassable.
We lived it. The capital-S Story of the Boston Red Sox ended on October 27, 2004.
I feel lucky to have been on the right side of that event. The Schilling meltdown in Game 1, and The Ass-Whooping in Game 3. The Steal and The Single and Big Papi II in Game Four. The Passed Balls (accompanied by The Claw-the-Rug Episode in my den) and The Bloop in Game Five. The Bloody Sock and The Slap in Game Six (I was at this one, and I think I’m still harboring residual fear that Tony Clark’s going to hit a bomb off an obviously gassed Keith Foulke to bring down the Stadium around me). And of course, The Slam, The Momentary Crowd Rejuvenation, and The Whimpering Exit in Game 7.
The 2006 club is just a flawed team that doesn’t deserve to make the playoffs. It doesn’t mean they’re screwed for the millennium or the decade or even next year. I had hoped that 2004’s legacy would be nothing if not calmness in the face of failure.
We are no longer in danger of never living to see a Red Sox championship. Let’s enjoy our summers, eh?
]]>The Sox just lost game 5, which was only slightly less predictable than Tiger winning the PGA. Somewhat perversely I look forward to the final commentaries on this now complete debacle. My only way of getting through this is to imagine what I would feel like now if they hadn’t won in 2004.
]]>1. Watching the games on TV, I have seen no banners or posters held by Yankee fans with “1918″ on them. I have seen no pictures of Babe Ruth. There has been no discussion of curses, or ghosts. There have been no derisive chants referencing 86 years of futility. At the very least, we don’t have to suffer that indignity ever again.
2. I can only hope that losing in this fashion to New York stiffens the resolve of Theo and the ownership team to turn this around beginning in 2007. I hope the players remember how this series felt, and that they owe the Yankees one in a big way.
That’s what I’ve come up with so far. I’ll keep searching.
]]>Thank you ladies and gentlemen, that’s my impression of a WEEI caller today. I’ll be here all week, try the veal!
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