Julia Spitz did:

What's wrong with this picture? 5:45 a.m., blearily chugging coffee and watching a spectacle that's a combination of Olympic games opening ceremonies and Super Bowl half-time, and hearing the voice of Jerry Remy.

Actually, nothing's wrong. It's pretty cool. Just weird.

The gang's all here, Manny, Big Papi, Youk, V-Tek… did they bring the Boston cop who always guards the bullpen, too? ...

KC liveblogged the game for those of us already too unsteady in the morning to think of getting up even earlier. Wait, what's this? Alan Embree is pitching? Papel-blog sleep-blogs the game. Beth post-blogs.

Red is not happy with his local cable monopoly:

Of all mornings, Comcast decided to shit the bed on me on Opening Day, greeting me with "Channel Not Available" when I flipped on NESN Hi-Def and every other channel beyond the local ABC, NBC and CBS affiliates, for that matter. Thanks, Comcast; it's refreshing to see that the $250 a month you charge me is going toward fortifying your technology. Meanwhile, Dice-K just gave up the first dinger of 2008 and I'm on to my first Jaeger shot. ...

All in all, though, could've been worse. Jim Sullivan reminds us that Oakland fans had to get up three hours earlier:

... In Oakland, they had to get up at THREE O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING - and the A's lost. So imagine how hideous it must be on the morning commute there. I mean, it's fairly hideous being in Oakland, period. This must be pushing the hideousness meter to new levels in that burg. Whole platoons of sleep-deprived losers are now cruising the highways, no doubt flipping each other the bird for even the most minor of transgressions. ...

LC declares:

The anime-like ball girls are a good addition.