Princess Diana is not a Devil Ray

Was it that long ago? How long ago was it, actually? I remember her death spawned the public memorial- i.e: teddy bears, scrawled cards, candles and flowers. Somehow, I just don’t see the relationship between teddy bears and public mourning. Her death was so unexpected, I suppose people were at a loss. Speaking of memorials, I wonder what the Fenway Faithful will be depositing outside Fenway Park when the Red Sox fail to make the playoffs this year. I suspect there will be few teddy bears.


Not Writing is a Devil Ray

Couldn’t resist this from Dan Shaughnessy’s Boston Globe column today:

But there is good news in the progress of Schilling. If 50 is the new 30 and pork is the new white meat, then Schilling must be the new Al Nipper. Only better. Hungry for that new contract with the Devil Rays, reinventing himself as a soft-tossing, righthanded Bill Lee, the Big Blowhard was effective against the Yankee thumpers. He surrendered a couple of homers to Robinson Cano but otherwise kept the ball in the yard and frustrated the Yanks with high-80s heat. Schilling causes a lot of fuss for a guy with eight wins in the first week of September, but he’s still a force to be reckoned with come October.

On The Verge of Conflicted Emotions is a Devil Ray

The Texas Showdown was won by Clemens last night. He blanked the Sox until Big Sloppy went yard, and the Yankees held on to win 4-3. The lead is down to 6 and the Red Sox have nothing to hang their hats on except Herr Schilling, who is taking the mound this afternoon. And the only thing that is ‘more finished” than the washed-out braggart is last year’s Boston Marathon. Look for the Yankees to get sloppy with Schilling’s stuff this afternoon and win big.

The Devil Rays continued their drive to stay alive last night and beat the Birds in 12. Now, here’s the kicker: the Yankees play the Devil Rays this weekend. We’re not sure what to do. Best case, the Yankees and Red Sox lose 3 each over the weekend and continue this dance next week. We’ll even give a game to the Yankees if it means they can pick up a game in the standings. And yeah, rooting for Baltimore, who the Red Sox play this weekend, will suck.

Game Notes: Manny will be out for at least 10 days. Beckett seems not to want to cover first and last night it hurt him. That, and giving A-Rod a pitch to hit. Hey, Josh. Have you heard of this guy before? He’s pretty good.

Two Pitchers Sharing A Single Tiny Brain is not a Devil Ray

Roger Clemens and Josh Beckett, that is. And that’s the featured matchup tonight. Should be fun if a beanball war breaks out. These two would throw at batters in the Special Olympics. Not sure that Clemens can hold up his end of things tonight, however. Cross your fingers, haters. Last night Tumbling Dice proved that he can’t handle the pressure- he left a fastball up and Damon tapped it into the right field seats. Final score- 5-3, the Yankees win!

Game Notes: J.D. Drew looked like he was on the verge of tears after hitting into a late inning double play. Dustin Pedroia plays the infield like a circus chimp. He rolls, dives, and generally throws himself at any groundball in his vicinity. Simian features, too. Manny hurt himself and left the game.

And in other news, the Devil Rays continued their wildcard push, beating the Birds 15-8. Nothing like an 11 run 8th inning we always say.

1978 is a Devil Ray

August 28th, 1978. 82-47

August 28th 2007. 80-51

It looks like the Red Sox were in a little better shape in 1978. At least their record was better. Not sure where exactly the Yankees were at this point back then, but rest assured, there’s a bad moon rising. Bucky Dent is lighting the incense, my friends. It’s voodoo time. Zombie-Killers are on the prowl, the pressure builds, Babe’s beery breath sweeps through the Bronx and the Red Sox fold. Too much pressure, too soft a team, and fans that don’t remember 1978, when there was no such thing as a pink hat. Tonight is the first goodbye, it won’t be as sweet as the last but its a start.

The Last Supper is a Devil Ray

O.K. The Red Sox supped at the table of one of the great mysteries of baseball- The Chicago White Sox. Big deal. They feasted, their bats came alive, they dined on the hopelessness that is the White Sox. We’re not impressed. The real season starts today, and if the Yankees can beat Detroit while Boston has an off-day, well, you know. This is a big series starting tomorrow.

In other news, The Devil Rays took 3 out of 4 from Oakland and are making their wild card move.

Anemic Red Sox Bats, Weaker Still, is a Devil Ray

Edwin Jackson shut down the Red Sox last night, outgunning Tumbling Dice and picking up the win. Boy, where are those vaunted Red Sox bats? Timely hits? Any hits? Big Papi late-inning heroics? Pretty Funny, I must say. I saw harder hit balls during the Little League World Series. In one at bat, Jackson chopped J D Drew’s bat off just above his hands. Talk about metaphor. And, the Yankees won, so the lead is back down to 5. Bobby Kelty, Alex Cora, Eric Hinski… HAHAHAHAHAHAHA…..