Hee, there's really no better way to take the sting out of a tough 8-6 loss against one's rivals than to turn around and whomp them 17-1 the next night. I didn't get to see the game, as I was hanging out at cute_fuzzy_evil and ethicsgradient's place, getting whomped at Scrabble, but just the box score makes me happy. It was good to see Wells have a good night against his old team, since he's been rather inconsistent. Nixon had an awesome night again (wonder what his average/slugging stats are against the Yankees or maybe he's just hot right now), and Varitek had a double and two walks. 'Tek has dropped from his ridiculous .320ish average to .302, but I am not complaining. He's having a great year. Damon, meanwhile, is on a ridiculous tear. I am not very fond of him as a personality; he comes across as dumb and seems to love the limelight a little too much, but I sure can't quibble with him as a player, since he has a .346 average and a 27 game hitting streak. Yikes.

In the ongoing evolution of the team's facial hair there are several developments. (Yes, I know it is very silly that I notice this stuff.) Trot has adopted the Varitek/Wakefield style goatee/mustache combo, and it is sure as heck better than the Wyatt Earp style he had been sporting. Meanwhile, Theo appears to be growing a similar goatee, but minus the mustache, and it just looks unfortunate. I love Theo, but if he doesn't shave that goofy fuzz, I may have to transfer my affections to the social worker twin brother he mentioned during the game Thursday night.

(in searching for the above photos, I ran across Varitek's rookie card in which he is young, clean-shaven, and just adorable. :)