Game 5

I'm shipping up to Boston (woah-oh-oh)
Shipping up to Boston (woah-oh)
I'm shipping up to Boston (woah-oh-oh)
Shipping off to find my wooden leg.

No idea what that has to do with baseball, but that's the song they play everytime Papelbon starts warming up on the mound at Fenway. It's pretty surreal. As he's running in from the bullpen, they play "Wild Thing" like in Major League. Then once he gets set on the mound and comes to the set, the Dropkick Murphy's "Shipping Up to Boston" blares. Hopefully Fox'll show it Saturday Night.

So, there's so many things I wanna say, but I haven't really had time to process. Basically, it comes down to these two points:

1. Two wins in the ALCS is just as irrelevant as one win is just as irrelevant as zero wins. Nothing has been accomplished.
2. Josh Beckett is everything that Roger Clemens never was, never could be and never will be. Clemens routinely choked and was knocked around, ejected in the second inning (many think purposely cause he couldn't deal with the pressure), allegedly begged to come out of the World Series, etc. Beckett is everything Bostonians expected Clemens to be, everything Clemens could have been, everything he should have been- but wasn't. Win or lose this series, Josh Beckett is the greatest post season pitcher in Boston Red Sox history. You put Beckett on the '86 team and there is no "Curse of the Bambino." You put Clemens on the 2007 team and there is no game five, let alone game six. Someone as dominating as him deserves another shot. He's pitched too well and worked too hard to not get a crack at Colorado.

So, it all comes down to this. Fausto Carmona vs Curt Schilling. Just win this game. Seriously. I don't want Cleveland to ever win a championship. I especially don't want Kenny Loftin to ever win a championship. Don't let them go into the World Series rested. Beat them, tire them out, do whatever. Just win this game. Game six is all I ask. Just win game six.