Remember a few weeks ago when the Red Sox only worry in the world was how the heck they were going to get Tim Wakefield his 200th career win?
Ah, the good old days…
The Baseball Gods hate the Boston Red Sox.
They made their hatred of all things Boston perfectly clear last season when they broke Kevin Youkilis’ thumb, Dustin Pedroia’s foot, Josh Beckett’s back/shoulder, and Jacoby Ellsbury’s ribs.
But we all fooled ourselves into thinking it was just a ridiculous rash of bad luck.
We were wrong.
The Baseball Gods hate the Boston Red Sox.
When it’s September 5th and your best starting pitcher says "It felt like (my ankle) was locked up and then like it popped in and out of socket or something." you know the Baseball Gods hate you.
When Clay Buchholz somehow breaks his back with nobody knowing exactly how he broke his back, you know the Baseball Gods hate you.
When Josh Beckett, Clay Buchholz, and Erik Bedard are all injured and John Freaking Lackey is 100% healthy, you know the Baseball Gods hate you.
If John Lackey and Erik Bedard are battling to be your number 3 postseason starter, you’re not in an ideal situation. If John Lackey, Erik Bedard, and Tim Wakefield are your 2, 3, and 4 starters in the postseason (in any order), you’re screwed.
Forget a World Championship. Forget 100 wins. Forget the AL East. They’re all gone.
The Red Sox will probably make the postseason. Probably. But they won’t be there long.
The Baseball Gods hate the Boston Red Sox.
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