About two minutes ago, I started to compose a post asking whether Tim Wakefield, who was rolling along with an 11-3 lead in the seventh inning, should be pulled now, having just given up three straight singles to load the bases, but before I could even finish it, Brendan Ryan, he of the 1 homer in 320 at-bats level of ineptness, hit the first pitch thrown to him for a grand slam. Ken Beatrice used to call Red Sox manager Darrell Johnson the best barn door locker in all of baseball, but I'd have to say that Terry Francona could give him a run for his money. Wakefield now gets to take his shower.
The good news is, Wakefield will still probably wind up getting his 199th career win.
Meanwhile, when does Reddick turn back into a pumpkin? He's hitting .362 and slugging .628 in 94 at-bats. This guy is not a phenom. He hit .230 in Triple A this year and .266 there last year. Players typically hit 30 points LOWER in the majors than they did in Triple A. I'd love to see him keep it up, but if he plays every day, he'll finish the season closer to .280, which is still a big improvement over Nancy Drew.