As we prepare for game 7, an emoticonic, sermonic recap of game 6 and the workings of our messiah, Jacoby Ellsbury:
An angel of the Lord
appeared to the prophet Tito
with explicit lineup instructions.
So as instructed, the Prophet Tito sayeth unto his CF
And sit down he done did.
And in his place, the Eyebrowed Ellsbury
whose speed and handsome-osity not only induced Schilling
into bringing his 'A' game,
but also inspired the reviled Gagne
to a clean inning of work, causing the fanbase to temporarily delay the violent end to his time as a sox
as well as the most astounding result of Ellsbury's awesomeness, which was allowing JD Drew to say
to all the naysayers and deliver an inspired and heroic performance
and in turn allowing the aforementioned fanbase to say "nah nah"
to the Injuns , and declaring much drunken
) reverie in The Nation.
And the good lord sent cheerleaders (and Megan Fox) to deliver the sacred message for game 7:WIN