And Not in the Good Way.

I had a dream last night that I taught Jose Bautista how to hula hoop. Which is totally crazy, right? I mean, I'm sure Jose Bautista knows how to hula hoop.

John Lackey was all kinds of terrible last night. I questioned what his deal was when he said, "Everything sucks in my life right now to be honest with you.” Sox fans on Twitter told me his wife was diagnosed with breast cancer in the off season.

Lackey joined SOSH in dissing John McDonald.

"Everybody’s had success with him in the past. You can’t give up hits like that to him when you have other guys in that lineup who can hurt you."

Well, that is pretty true though completely cheap. I wish Lackey and Mrs Lackey all the best. Some people dealing with this use their work as a touchstone, a way to keep some normalcy and focus. Lackey is apparently not one of those people. However, if I were him, I'd be a little more cheesed off with my manager. Francona hung Lackey out to dry last night in the 7th. He'd had a rough start all night, but had hung in close and kept his team close. It was apparent that Lackey was out of gas in the 7th, and Francona left him in and let a close game turn into a blow out. The way Francona managed this short series, both with leaving Lackey in and with maneuvering his starting rotation, like he was anticipating the weekend series with the Yankees. While it is true that the Yankees are a team that will stand between Boston and the playoffs, but dropping two games to a division rival is not bright. It's all about wins and loses at the end of the season, and you don't get extra points for beating the Yankees and losing to the Jays.

Dustin Parkes, over at Getting Blanked, asked us to be kind and understanding to Lackey and to look beyond his John McDonald comment. Have the Sox fans at SOSH done the same?

Fuck me, Lackey? Why the fuck does it feel like he pitches every other day? Fuck, even when he pitches well he looks like a fuckwit. Fuck him.

I guess not.

That was a comment from 7 hours before the game started. There were dozens of variations of that comment throughout the game. Just "I hate John Lackey" over and over.

And lots of moaning. So not that entertaining. Hanging out there was sucking my will to live. They were terrible, and not in the good way. They weren't funny or delusional.

So, instead, let's revisit a SOSH post from May 31, 2009. Rios, League, Downs and Rocco Baldelli make an appearance.