Can we lock this thread? Half joking. 28-18. They’re good.
Oh, and now we have Danny Santana. Great baseball name, IMO
Oh, and now we have Danny Santana. Great baseball name, IMO
This is why I come back to SOSH.On the evening of June 15, 1967, nearly 17,000 fans turned out at Fenway to see them battle the first-place White Sox. At the time, Boston was in third place, five games behind Chicago. Earlier that day, I had graduated from sixth grade and was now officially on vacation. my father wanted to “break out the summer” by having the two of us take in some baseball at Fenway.
When we sat in our assigned seats in Section 27, we noticed that the crowd was more boisterous than previous games that we had been present at in the past. In centerfield, a homemade sign had been draped on the back wall with a large picture of the team's insignia with the accompanying words – “The Little Engine That Could!”
For nine innings, we watched from our seats along the third-base line as two improbable hurlers, Red Sox rookie pitcher Gary Waslewski and veteran journeyman Bruce Howard battled each other to a scoreless duel. Hard-throwing reliever Johnny Wyatt came out of the Boston bullpen in the tenth and shut the Chisox down. Hoyt Wilhelm and John Buzhardt did the same for Chicago. As the two squads walked off the field to conclude the tenth frame, Dad turned to me and beamed, “Now this is a National League kind of game!”
In the top of the eleventh inning, Walt “No Neck” Williams led off the inning with a scorching double into the leftfield corner. After monitoring the flight of the ball, my father quickly surmised, “The White Sox's manager, Eddie Stanky, will have Don Buford bunt. Remember, Eddie once played for the Braves!”
As George Scott and Joe Foy crept in to cover the anticipated bunt, the Chicago batter suddenly left his squared-off position in the batter's box and lashed at a John Wyatt fastball toward right field. First baseman Scott desperately lunged for the ball, caught it on a wicked hop, and beat a stunned Williams to the bag. My father fiercely applauded as he shouted through the din, “Gil Hodges himself could not have gotten to that ball!”
After the second out, however, light-hitting Ken Berry dribbled a single to right with Williams hustling in from third. I slumped into my seat as Tony C. lobbed the ball back to Mike Andrews at second. Dad tapped me on the shoulder and said, “Don't worry, son - the big boys are coming up for us.”
However, when Yaz popped to first baseman Tommy McCraw and George Scott broke his bat on a soft liner to third baseman Dick Kenworthy, all hope seemed lost. “We're staying for the final out,” Dad said emphatically as I remained seated, watching Joe Foy tiptoe towards home plate. The Red Sox third baseman took a deep breath, fingered his bat, and promptly grounded a single between short and third.
As fan-favorite Tony Conigliaro slowly walked up to the plate, everyone at the Fens began to stand. Having led the American League in home runs two seasons before, Tony C. was now mired in a prolonged slump. A recent two-week stint at Camp Drum as a member of the Massachusetts National Guard had left him in a hitting stupor. Aware of Conig's hitting funk, pitcher John Buzhardt promptly threw a pair of unforgiving curves; the kid from East Boston grunted each time as he missed by a foot. Like an airless shroud, an eerie stillness settled over Fenway.
With the count 0-2, Conigliaro settled into his familiar stance, his bat cocked, his coffee eyes staring out assertively at the White Sox hurler. Another curveball was tossed by Buzhardt, but the sphere seemed to deflate by the time it approached home plate. In less than a second, the streaking ball disappeared into the left field net above the scoreboard as the Red Sox team swirled around Tony C. as he gleefully approached home.
“Never, ever count this team out!” Dad shouted as we joined in the hosannas that swelled around us. Minutes later, we headed home on Route 9, drained and elated; as we listened on WHDH, Red Sox announcer Ned Martin concluded the post-game show be exclaiming, “The Cardiac Kids have come through once again!"
“This is the most fun I've had in baseball since the '48 Braves!” Dad cried out as we entered our darkened driveway in Wellesley.
Fantastic story.On the evening of June 15, 1967, nearly 17,000 fans turned out at Fenway to see them battle the first-place White Sox. At the time, Boston was in third place, five games behind Chicago. Earlier that day, I had graduated from sixth grade and was now officially on vacation. my father wanted to “break out the summer” by having the two of us take in some baseball at Fenway....
Nobody notice the acronym I used to describe Ted?Right, when you see Papi or Yaz you're probably thinking, I'd rather walk him than risk anything middle middle. With Brandon Phillips, the ATL pitcher was like "imma just groove a fastball and see what happens." Your point about the grand slams fits: the one time you can't just accept possibly walking Teddy.
I interpreted it as fact.Nobody notice the acronym I used to describe Ted?
That’s a lovely story!On the evening of June 15, 1967, nearly 17,000 fans turned out at Fenway to see them battle the first-place White Sox. At the time, Boston was in third place, five games behind Chicago. Earlier that day, I had graduated from sixth grade and was now officially on vacation. my father wanted to “break out the summer” by having the two of us take in some baseball at Fenway.
When we sat in our assigned seats in Section 27, we noticed that the crowd was more boisterous than previous games that we had been present at in the past. In centerfield, a homemade sign had been draped on the back wall with a large picture of the team's insignia with the accompanying words – “The Little Engine That Could!”
For nine innings, we watched from our seats along the third-base line as two improbable hurlers, Red Sox rookie pitcher Gary Waslewski and veteran journeyman Bruce Howard battled each other to a scoreless duel. Hard-throwing reliever Johnny Wyatt came out of the Boston bullpen in the tenth and shut the Chisox down. Hoyt Wilhelm and John Buzhardt did the same for Chicago. As the two squads walked off the field to conclude the tenth frame, Dad turned to me and beamed, “Now this is a National League kind of game!”
In the top of the eleventh inning, Walt “No Neck” Williams led off the inning with a scorching double into the leftfield corner. After monitoring the flight of the ball, my father quickly surmised, “The White Sox's manager, Eddie Stanky, will have Don Buford bunt. Remember, Eddie once played for the Braves!”
As George Scott and Joe Foy crept in to cover the anticipated bunt, the Chicago batter suddenly left his squared-off position in the batter's box and lashed at a John Wyatt fastball toward right field. First baseman Scott desperately lunged for the ball, caught it on a wicked hop, and beat a stunned Williams to the bag. My father fiercely applauded as he shouted through the din, “Gil Hodges himself could not have gotten to that ball!”
After the second out, however, light-hitting Ken Berry dribbled a single to right with Williams hustling in from third. I slumped into my seat as Tony C. lobbed the ball back to Mike Andrews at second. Dad tapped me on the shoulder and said, “Don't worry, son - the big boys are coming up for us.”
However, when Yaz popped to first baseman Tommy McCraw and George Scott broke his bat on a soft liner to third baseman Dick Kenworthy, all hope seemed lost. “We're staying for the final out,” Dad said emphatically as I remained seated, watching Joe Foy tiptoe towards home plate. The Red Sox third baseman took a deep breath, fingered his bat, and promptly grounded a single between short and third.
As fan-favorite Tony Conigliaro slowly walked up to the plate, everyone at the Fens began to stand. Having led the American League in home runs two seasons before, Tony C. was now mired in a prolonged slump. A recent two-week stint at Camp Drum as a member of the Massachusetts National Guard had left him in a hitting stupor. Aware of Conig's hitting funk, pitcher John Buzhardt promptly threw a pair of unforgiving curves; the kid from East Boston grunted each time as he missed by a foot. Like an airless shroud, an eerie stillness settled over Fenway.
With the count 0-2, Conigliaro settled into his familiar stance, his bat cocked, his coffee eyes staring out assertively at the White Sox hurler. Another curveball was tossed by Buzhardt, but the sphere seemed to deflate by the time it approached home plate. In less than a second, the streaking ball disappeared into the left field net above the scoreboard as the Red Sox team swirled around Tony C. as he gleefully approached home.
“Never, ever count this team out!” Dad shouted as we joined in the hosannas that swelled around us. Minutes later, we headed home on Route 9, drained and elated; as we listened on WHDH, Red Sox announcer Ned Martin concluded the post-game show be exclaiming, “The Cardiac Kids have come through once again!"
“This is the most fun I've had in baseball since the '48 Braves!” Dad cried out as we entered our darkened driveway in Wellesley.
Tony C batting after Joe Foy! Dick Williams was a genius too, knowing they'd need a big bat right then!On the evening of June 15, 1967, nearly 17,000 fans turned out at Fenway to see them battle the first-place White Sox. At the time, Boston was in third place, five games behind Chicago. Earlier that day, I had graduated from sixth grade and was now officially on vacation. my father wanted to “break out the summer” by having the two of us take in some baseball at Fenway.
When we sat in our assigned seats in Section 27, we noticed that the crowd was more boisterous than previous games that we had been present at in the past. In centerfield, a homemade sign had been draped on the back wall with a large picture of the team's insignia with the accompanying words – “The Little Engine That Could!”
For nine innings, we watched from our seats along the third-base line as two improbable hurlers, Red Sox rookie pitcher Gary Waslewski and veteran journeyman Bruce Howard battled each other to a scoreless duel. Hard-throwing reliever Johnny Wyatt came out of the Boston bullpen in the tenth and shut the Chisox down. Hoyt Wilhelm and John Buzhardt did the same for Chicago. As the two squads walked off the field to conclude the tenth frame, Dad turned to me and beamed, “Now this is a National League kind of game!”
In the top of the eleventh inning, Walt “No Neck” Williams led off the inning with a scorching double into the leftfield corner. After monitoring the flight of the ball, my father quickly surmised, “The White Sox's manager, Eddie Stanky, will have Don Buford bunt. Remember, Eddie once played for the Braves!”
As George Scott and Joe Foy crept in to cover the anticipated bunt, the Chicago batter suddenly left his squared-off position in the batter's box and lashed at a John Wyatt fastball toward right field. First baseman Scott desperately lunged for the ball, caught it on a wicked hop, and beat a stunned Williams to the bag. My father fiercely applauded as he shouted through the din, “Gil Hodges himself could not have gotten to that ball!”
After the second out, however, light-hitting Ken Berry dribbled a single to right with Williams hustling in from third. I slumped into my seat as Tony C. lobbed the ball back to Mike Andrews at second. Dad tapped me on the shoulder and said, “Don't worry, son - the big boys are coming up for us.”
However, when Yaz popped to first baseman Tommy McCraw and George Scott broke his bat on a soft liner to third baseman Dick Kenworthy, all hope seemed lost. “We're staying for the final out,” Dad said emphatically as I remained seated, watching Joe Foy tiptoe towards home plate. The Red Sox third baseman took a deep breath, fingered his bat, and promptly grounded a single between short and third.
As fan-favorite Tony Conigliaro slowly walked up to the plate, everyone at the Fens began to stand. Having led the American League in home runs two seasons before, Tony C. was now mired in a prolonged slump. A recent two-week stint at Camp Drum as a member of the Massachusetts National Guard had left him in a hitting stupor. Aware of Conig's hitting funk, pitcher John Buzhardt promptly threw a pair of unforgiving curves; the kid from East Boston grunted each time as he missed by a foot. Like an airless shroud, an eerie stillness settled over Fenway.
With the count 0-2, Conigliaro settled into his familiar stance, his bat cocked, his coffee eyes staring out assertively at the White Sox hurler. Another curveball was tossed by Buzhardt, but the sphere seemed to deflate by the time it approached home plate. In less than a second, the streaking ball disappeared into the left field net above the scoreboard as the Red Sox team swirled around Tony C. as he gleefully approached home.
“Never, ever count this team out!” Dad shouted as we joined in the hosannas that swelled around us. Minutes later, we headed home on Route 9, drained and elated; as we listened on WHDH, Red Sox announcer Ned Martin concluded the post-game show be exclaiming, “The Cardiac Kids have come through once again!"
“This is the most fun I've had in baseball since the '48 Braves!” Dad cried out as we entered our darkened driveway in Wellesley.
Lead flipping home runs on the road in the 9th inning?View: https://twitter.com/nuggetpalooza/status/1395573572249296901
And here is that same stat for the entire history of the Red Sox
And here is the Pedroia one
View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DfWc5UZZxlo
It took some digging, but here was Beltre's home run of KERRY WOOD! back in 2010
View: https://youtu.be/YwMy0Nksj8Y?t=187
Brice is no big loss. But I'm surprised Franchy is still with the team. Perhaps they're worried about a Santana relapse, but Franchy is still dead-weight on the team. Any word as to why?Red Sox
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The #RedSox today selected INF/OF Danny Santana to the active major league roster from Triple-A Worcester. To make room for Santana on the 40-man roster, the Red Sox designated RHP Austin Brice for assignment.
Not continuing to go with a short bench? The Brice for Santana move makes a ton of sense given the team was carrying 14 pitchers and not really needing them all. Plus they needed a 40-man spot for Santana and a Brice DFA is simpler than optioning Cordero and DFAing someone else.Brice is no big loss. But I'm surprised Franchy is still with the team. Perhaps they're worried about a Santana relapse, but Franchy is still dead-weight on the team. Any word as to why?
Why don't you tell us what BPTAY means and we can judge? I have no idea.the 2nd one?
Agreed. With Monday and Thursday off, no need for the extra pitcher. And Arroyo back soon, an injury or Franchy might be the next moveNot continuing to go with a short bench? The Brice for Santana move makes a ton of sense given the team was carrying 14 pitchers and not really needing them all. Plus they needed a 40-man spot for Santana and a Brice DFA is simpler than optioning Cordero and DFAing someone else.
Arroyo is on a rehab assignment now. I expect Cordero might be the guy swapped for him when he's ready, even if Chavis is the more obvious one for one move.
Duran is sorta forcing the issue. 4/4 today, hit his 6th and 7th HR.It really seems like he HAS to be the next move doesn't it? Duran's waiting in the wings, but the Sox don't seem ready to bring him up just yet and that's OK if Santana is able to fill the role he's been brought in to fill. ATM there's no real need for Cordero and if there's any hope in seeing if he's going to contribute to this team he needs to see regular ABs in Wooster to try to get his shit together.
Better Pilot than any YankeeWhy don't you tell us what BPTAY means and we can judge? I have no idea.
View: https://twitter.com/SoxNotes/status/1396272059467149312Danny Santana is the fifth player to homer in each of their first 2 games played with the Red Sox, joining Darnell McDonald (2010), Sam Horn (1987), Lee Thomas (1964), and Jake Jones (1947).
Longest homerless streaks to begin a season, Red Sox pitchers in the last 25 years (1997-2021): 1. Derek Lowe (2002) – 88.1 IP T2. Nathan Eovaldi (2021) – 55.0 IP T2. Pedro Martinez (2001) – 55.0 IP (h/t
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View: https://twitter.com/SoxNotes/status/1396276967431938048Xander Bogaerts – 10 HR, 14 doubles Rafael Devers – 12 HR, 14 doubles J.D. Martinez – 12 HR, 10 doubles This is the first Red Sox trio ever to record at least 10 HR and 10 doubles each in the team’s first 50 games.
But we're not 50 games in yet...
Yep Duran in CF, Santana in LF really cleans up the holes. Gives you a bench of Gonzalez/Renfroe/Plawecki/Arroyo.Duran is sorta forcing the issue. 4/4 today, hit his 6th and 7th HR.
perhaps they forgot within?But we're not 50 games in yet...
I still dont think he will be up till sometime next month:Yep Duran in CF, Santana in LF really cleans up the holes. Gives you a bench of Gonzalez/Renfroe/Plawecki/Arroyo.
Coming into today Duran's average had dropped to .242 and his contact rate was down to a scary 63%. His highlights are eye-opening, but there is plenty to smooth out still with no need to rush right now with Verdugo/ Hernandez/ Renfroe/ Santana.
Santana has had a nice 2 games. I'm not close to being ready to say he's better than RenfroeYep Duran in CF, Santana in LF really cleans up the holes. Gives you a bench of Gonzalez/Renfroe/Plawecki/Arroyo.
YOu may have noticed it is not as easy to hit this year. For comparison Johnny Damon's .750 in 2003 was a ops+ of 94 while Dalbec's .690 is ops+ of 88. Arroyos .710 is ops+ of 97. In 2003 Manny.s ops of 1.014 was an OPS+ of 160 while JD's almost indentical ops of 1.015 is ops+ of 177.Incredibly, we seem to have the highest OPS in baseball despite carrying the offensive dead weight of Cordero, Renfroe, Dalbec, Gonzalez, and (to a lesser degree) K. Hernandez. I still can't wrap my mind around it, but I'll take it.
that kind of harshed my excitement
If he can merely be a LHH Renfroe that is the strong end of a platoon it’s a huge improvement.Santana has had a nice 2 games. I'm not close to being ready to say he's better than Renfroe
More than a bit: A cool 1.000 OPS over his last ten games.Weren’t we also just talking about how Bobby has come on as of late? Kinda feels unfair to lump him in with “dead weight” when he’s started to hit a little bit recently.
I'm more impressed by the 17 come-from-behind wins than the occasional flat game in a sport where even the great teams lose a third of their games.And more big picture, they don't seem to have a killer instinct.
Being able to come from behind is incredibly important to any team's success, but I take this come from behind stat with a grain of salt. It's my understanding that stat counts a 1-0 first inning deficit that turns into a lead in the next half inning. Technically, sure they've come from behind but that sort of waters down the stat.I'm more impressed by the 17 come-from-behind wins than the occasional flat game in a sport where even the great teams lose a third of their games.
They're tied for the best record in the American league, and the only reason they don't have sole possession of that record is because Tampa has gone on a ridiculous tear (and the Yankees to a lesser extent). The whole "getaway day" thing is such a small sample size (you're focusing on three games out of the 48 they have played) that I think it is meaningless.I think they're good, and I like the team a lot. But they're not great.
I think the offense will be fine. Even if the top four (Verdugo, JD, Xander, Rafi) to regress downward, seems like there's room for the bottom three (Renfroe, Dalbec, Franchy) to regress upward.
But as Jerry's Curl says above, ERod doesn't look right. And the bullpen is an adventure.
And more big picture, they don't seem to have a killer instinct. In May they've had three chances to complete a sweep.
On the 10th they could've swept four against the Os but came out flat, only managing four hits and one run in 5.2 innings against a guy with an ERA over 5. Martin Perez pitched well (5 IP, 1 R) but Andriese gave up 3 and the Sox didn't get another hit.
On the 16th, they could've swept three from the Angels, but lost 6-5 on the Ohtani homer off Barnes. But it seems like it shouldn't have come to that. Going against Jose Quintana and his 8+ ERA, they went 3-up, 3-down in the first and second. In the third, after an Arauz double plated a run and put runners at 2nd and 3rd with no outs, they failed to score again, including a Devers K and a JD popup. In the fourth they went down in order again. In the fifth they finally got to Quintana, with a Plawecki one-out solo homer followed by an Arauz single. Reliever Slegers gave up a single to Chavis, a three-run Johnson to Devers (to give the Sox a 5-4 lead) and another single to JD. The next reliever got Xander to GIDP to get out of the inning. After that the bats disappeared in innings 6-8, but for a Chavis 2-out double in the seventh. And in the 9th, after Ohtani gave the Angels the lead, the Sox worked two walks but also went down on three Ks. So in innings 6-9 they went 1-12 with 2 BBs and 7 Ks.
And then today, another quiet day for the bats on a potential sweep getaway day.
Seems like they're more focused on the getaway than the sweep.
So yeah, a good, but not great, team. And except for the flat getaway days, they're pretty fun to watch and root for.
If we take that stat with a grain of salt — which seems reasonable enough — what granular substance do we need for their highly illustrative and predictive .000 KIP ("Killer Instinct Percentage") in their three potential series sweep games in May?Being able to come from behind is incredibly important to any team's success, but I take this come from behind stat with a grain of salt. It's my understanding that stat counts a 1-0 first inning deficit that turns into a lead in the next half inning. Technically, sure they've come from behind but that sort of waters down the stat.
I did! The first one anyway.Nobody notice the acronym I used to describe Ted?
Yeah, I get it, stats and all. Some stats are descriptive, not predictive. The games that stood out for me happened, but there is nothing about them that says they'll happen again.If we take that stat with a grain of salt — which seems reasonable enough — what granular substance do we need for their highly illustrative and predictive .000 KIP ("Killer Instinct Percentage") in their three potential series sweep games in May?
Sorry to do this, bro, but here you go: https://www.google.com/search?q=chris+sale&client=firefox-b-1-d&sxsrf=ALeKk00ButMjMxUhaFwKBVCWTfRCUMoADw:1621944120967&source=lnms&tbm=nws&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiywLPZ5OTwAhVaWs0KHdo2CbQQ_AUoAXoECAEQAw&biw=1600&bih=797Just getting F'in Rodriguez to pitch more like Rodriguez would go a long ways towards making the team a "good" to "very good" team. Anyone know what his problem is? Tipping pitches.... IIRC, that was an issue with him during his early years, no?
A return of Sale will definitely help (and I'm definitely thinking he'll be in the pen). Anyone know what his current status is....?
For all the gratifying daily events that have been taking place for the Red Sox of late, one of the most important developments is happening behind the scenes in Fort Myers, Fla.
That is where Chris Sale is taking a subtle yet important step in his rehab from Tommy John surgery.
Thanks. I wrote that prior post at a stop light....Sorry to do this, bro, but here you go: https://www.google.com/search?q=chris+sale&client=firefox-b-1-d&sxsrf=ALeKk00ButMjMxUhaFwKBVCWTfRCUMoADw:1621944120967&source=lnms&tbm=nws&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiywLPZ5OTwAhVaWs0KHdo2CbQQ_AUoAXoECAEQAw&biw=1600&bih=797
An excerpt from one:
How is the above wrong? Let me count the waysThanks. I wrote that prior post at a stop light....
I can't think of any! I spilled my beer while I wrote it too....How is the above wrong? Let me count the ways
Man, this post is straight outta the Bobby V era.I can't think of any! I spilled my beer while I wrote it too....
My suspicion, based on nothing but watching him on TV, is he's still not fully recovered from the myocarditis. Not that he is still having heart troubles, but that he physically is not back to the level he was pre-COVID. He might feel normal otherwise, but perhaps his body just isn't able to fully recover after each outing the way he's used to. And there might not be a fix to it other than to continue to slowly build himself up again.Just getting F'in Rodriguez to pitch more like Rodriguez would go a long ways towards making the team a "good" to "very good" team. Anyone know what his problem is? Tipping pitches.... IIRC, that was an issue with him during his early years, no?
Better than usualWe should definitely draw insightful conclusions from 5 game samples.
On the plus side, Renfroe should be winning multiple MVP awards while still in arbitration.Better than usual