Posts Tagged ‘2007 World Series’

Warm up the bus!!! Sox roll the Rockies…AGAIN!

October 28, 2007

“Allow me to reintroduce myself my name is Ja-COOOOOO-Bee”


How nice is Jacoby Ellsbury? How hot is it that he’s out there representing the Navajo Nation to boot? This cat is just he the absolute truth and he’s just a rookie. On a night where the Sox had to play musical chairs with the line-up to account for the use of National League rules, Jacoby carried the load by getting 4 hits, 3 doubles, 2 runs and 2 RBIs…. Are you kidding me?

Now sing along with me, “nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah, hey, hey, hey, goooooood-bye” because this thang is over. I just liked the way they did it. The Sox have just out classed the Rockies for this entire series. For instance, Dick K was just nails tonight. The boy looked smooth, confident and ready to rock, especially when he went up against his former teammate and countryman Matsui.


Oh my bad, wrong picture.


Dice is just a cool muthafucka boy. You just gotta love this cat. Plus he went ahead and got that hot base hit and collected 2 RBIs in the third? What else can you ask for? And what about that little big man Dustin Padroia? Things got a little dicey for a second there when the Rockies pulled within one run. But these cats were ready to respond.


Dude just smacks that ball all over the place. I mean, when you’ve got Papi and Manny in the line-up, these guys are going to see pitches and they’re really peaking at the right time.


I can’t lie. I’m getting greedy. I don’t want a sweep. The boys need to bring it back to Beantown so that they can close this thing out right at Fenway. It’s like Brazilian Soccer, it’s not good enough to win, you gotta win with style. LOL. See, this is how things go when a team fails to show up like the Colorado Rockies… what a joke. This is like playing against he JV. Out.

– Lake

BoSox bullpen too much for the Rox

October 26, 2007

Things went so well in Game 1 of the World Series that when I was listening to sports talk radio yesterday the hosts and a few callers were quibbling about the way the Sox won. I guess blowouts are somehow not satisfying enough. Sheyut, I love a Duke Basketball blowout. Anyway, some ole coot on the local Boston dial was talking about how he’d rather a close 2-1 grind out kind of win with pitching battles and suspense. Well, ax and you shall receive.


Last night was an epic win…AGAIN. First Okajima was dealing out there and then my man wild Johnny Pappel-seed came in and it was lights out nillas!!!


Really, a cat like me got everything he was looking for. First, the Sox won. That’s most important. Second, Curt Schilling got the job done, but it wasn’t the dominating, shut ’em down, “I had my stuff going” smack he loves to come with. We all know Schill views himself as some sort of religious savior.


Nah, this time, Curt was holding on for dear life as he tried to keep that one run lead. But to his credit, he got the win and the Sox moved closer to the promised land. Nice work fellas.. And what can be said about the Rockies? Geez. You can’t win em when you get blown out and you can’t win em close. I guess those bats are afraid like Cerano from Major League (great movie by the way). Still, you gotta man up more than you’re doing. You can’t just let the Sox bitch you up like this and not do anything, cuz right now it’s looking like this to me.


I must admit though and this is hard for me, but boy genius Theo Epstein is looking pretty smart right now. This team he assembled has gotten the damn thing done and young Theo is showing everybody that he and his philosophy really is not to be fucked with.

Let’s just hope they can close the deal. Good work though T, Boston salutes you.

– Lake

Josh Beckett and the Sox make a statement

October 25, 2007

Hey, this game was over before it started. Josh Beckett came out and gave the Colorado Rockies the business.


With this cat going this well, I’m not sure anybody will beat him. And you just gotta love the look on his face. He’s a full on dick and he just doesn’t give a fuck. I love it. When your ace let’s the diminutive rookie Dustin Pedroia take you out of the yard on the first bat, you know it’s going to be a long night.


Pregame, the Rockies said they felt no ill effects from the 8 day layoff. Well, if that’s the case, then they may want to call their local agent and take out a policy including this:


We’ll see how things go tonight, but Lakey has his favorite bottle of bubbly on stand bye already. It’s still early, but the Rox looked like they didn’t have a clue last night. And my boy Manny was KILLING those cats. Hell, even that clown Rudy Giuliani took time to jump onto the Boston bandwagon.


The rest of your clown Yankee fans need to come on in, get down with these Sox and just give up on your hopes and dreams of a viable team. Sorry, there’s a new power in town and it aint you.


And if you don’t like handling it like some gentlemen, we can get into some ole gangsta shit.





Tonight Curt Schilling, my least favorite Sawk, has his shot. Let’s hope he can get the thing done, if not, maybe he can comeback in Game 6 with a fake errrr surgically repaired bloody Sock which will serve as a metaphor for his massively ridiculous ego errrr devotion to the cause for the boys…Go Sox…and Curt, I guess.


The World Series starts tonight and Beckett is on the prowl

October 24, 2007


It’s 12:47 PM and I don’t have a ticket to the World Series Game 1 featuring the Colorado Rockies vs. the Boston Red Sox. Don’t worry though, your boy Lakey Magic is still working the angles, painting the corners and if I have to, I’ll reach back and go to my fastball, which of course, would be walking my ass over to Stub Hub and buying a ticket for a cool G stack.


I’m not sure if I’m prepared to go that hard yet, after all, this isn’t an elimination game. But Josh Beckett is nasty. The Red Sox thugs are ready and the beer is cold, not to mention my Goose on ice, so I think I’ll be headed that way.




I took a little stroll down to Fenway last night to see what’s up with the 300 or so tix they had available to everyday fans. Sheeyut, those mofo’s were out there in the elements, some in tents and some, well, just hitting that cold, hard, likely piss infested Boston concrete. I pulled up in my luxury wip (not too smart, gotta look like you’re one with the people even if you aren’t…I’m not), immediately ascertained the line rules, and then determined that about 200 souls were already in line. Hmmmm, what to do. Look, if they let me park my car on Lansdowne street, I’d live out of my car for 24 hours, pumping Lil Wayne, getting my bluetooth on and sleeping on plush leathers…. but hit the streets like I’m Oliver Twist at the turn of the industrial revolution? Hells no.

I mean, this aint Krzyzewski-ville with grass and internet connections, this is downtown Boston with rats, cats, roaches and muthafuckas everywhere!!! One way or another, I’mma get me a seat for this World Series, believe that. But I can only take my quest so far. Maybe if I had some of my nillas with me and a bad babe to keep me warm, but otherwise, I’ll leave the slumming to the hardcore mothers and their children (literally) I saw out there. And yes, it’s 50 degrees out here and raining not now, but RIGHT NOW.

At least there’s a Popeye’s down the block. One thing I know is that my boy Manny is getting ready right now. Hey, we just need one thing:



– Warm Lake