Rock Botton — the sequel
After headlining last night’s blog Rock Bottom, how am I supposed to characterize tonight?
Just when you thought things couldn’t get any worse for the Red Sox, they did — a lot worse. Another winnable game down the drain. This is the most exasperating road trip the Red Sox have had in my five years on the beat. They are not only losing to bad teams, but doing it in the late innings.
One night after their most reliable relief pitcher (Papelbon) coughed up a game, their most reliable starting pitcher (Schilling) did so tonight. To see Schilling give up nine doubles to that team is almost incomprehensible. I’m quite sure nobody is more disgusted with it than he is.
Seriously, how did they lose this game. And how did their bats not once jump on the Royals pitching staff over these three games? Is it me, or does the entire offense now depend on home runs? What happened to an old-fashioned rally?
Perhaps Fenway will make a difference this weekend. Something needs to. It’s a good time to start a lengthy homestand. I’m sure the crowd is going to be on the edgy side on Friday until the Red Sox start doing some positive things.
Gut check time has come early for this team.