This Is What Happens When You Don’t Feed Your Monkey

Lackey did well until the bottom of the sixth, giving up a walloping home run to Jason Bay (Manny who?) after allowing Pedroia to walk . . . and then the Angels bullpen imploded faster than Wall Street with Bush in office for a 3rd term.

Lester was insane. . . Beckett is our ace and I think he might be the best post season pitcher out there right now, but Lester was the best I’ve ever seen him, and an ace all on his own.

But the Big Rotten Banana Award goes to Big Daddy Vladdy, With 1 out, Vlad tried to make it to 3rd on a double, while clearly being signaled to stay at 2nd. I haven’t seen someone lose their cool like this since Suppan forgot which way to home plate in the 2004 World Series. Vlad, you are not Jacoby Ellsbury. Youkilis made a great throw to 3rd, and Lowell made the out. . . and from there, the television viewing audience got repeated scenes of a scowling Scoscia and an angry Big Daddy hitting things with his helmet. I also have to commend the Fox camera men for repeated cuts to the deflated Angels fans in the audience.

Clearly, the Monkey was most displeased and was seen trying on a pair of red socks in the locker room. There would be no rally. Masterson and Pap closed it all down in the 8th and 9th. . . 4-1 Sox. One down, two to go.

Runner up for the Rotten Banana goes to Home Plate Umpire Tim Welke. . . some one please explain to Mr. Welke the strike zone does not change from team to team, and that in order to call a swinging strike, the player actually has to take a swing at the ball. Holy cow.

Finally, I have to side with the Monkey. Anaheim fans aren’t like any other baseball fans anywhere. . . Somebody please teach Bobby Gritch how to spell “Angels”.