A report out of Philadelphia says everybody's favorite beer-box wearer is heading for the City of Brotherly L
Teddy Kokoros sums up last night's Sox game:
... Some random back up catcher from the Mets takes your all-star closer deep to win the game. You can't dwell on it too much and there is nothing to analyze. All you can hope is that you don't miss the playoffs by one game and then look back on the season and think what if that Santos guy did not happen to run into a Papelbon fastball? ...
... One pitch changed everything, although a timely hit -- Ortiz, Bay, Drew and Lowell were a combined 0-for-15 -- might have given us a little more padding. Either way, it was a taut, exciting game on a gorgeous night at Fenway. Who am I to ask for anything more?
The Herald posts some excerpts from a Jonathan Papelbon interview with Esquire, including one in which he called MbM a "cancer."
Red is especially enamored of the Bot's claims he wouldn't be afraid to lay down some smack even on David Ortiz if need be.
Jenn Martinelli cringes whenever that Papelbon butt-slap ad comes on:
... I can't even follow the point of the commercial because I'm so distressed by the dumber than dirt look on Papelbon's face. He just looks so stupid. Like he's trying to figure out something really hard, not act in a Dunkin Donuts commercial.
Earlier:
Stunt butt!
Anybody named Wesley: Please stop reading now; wouldn't want you to poke your eyes out:
Suzanne posts photos including this one of Ellsbury and Kielty:
Green Melinda posts player photos from the parade, such as this one of smokin' Jonathan Papelbon:
Photos posted under Creative Commons permission.
Yeah, sure, hubby and all, but the Missus is referring to the bag she was spotted wearing after last night's game.
Beth says Red Sox Nation can't get enough of Jonathan Papelbon's new slider/cutter pitch:
Curt Schilling: No it wasn't a rash decision brought about by uncertainty:
Beth rounds up all the blog comments she could find on Papelbon after last night's game: