Worst. World Series. Game 1. Evah.

Red Sox pound Rockies 13-1

It wasn’t as close as the score would indicate.  The game had the feel of a genuine ass-kicking in the making from the first inning, when Beckett struck out the side to open the game, and then Pedroia led off the bottom of the first by hitting the second pitch over the Green Monster.  Rinse, repeat.

By the fifth inning, it was 13-1 and the game was three hours old.  I’d already found myself switching back and forth to the movie Halloween on AMC; not something I’d normally be doing if the game was riveting.

Boston’s team OBP was .510, on 17 hits and 8 walks in 49 PA (if my OBP methodology is right).  The 2-3-4 hitters, Youkilis-Ortiz-Ramirez, had 8 hits and scored 8 runs.  The 6-7-8 hitters, Varitek-Drew-Lugo, had 7 hits and drove in 5 runs.  Even with all those baserunners, they did not ground into a single double play. Etc.

Fortunately for the Rockies, and for those who want a competitive World Series, it only counts as one win for the Red Sox.


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