Uh-oh, Red Sox (check!) Nation. Curt Schilling is trying to tell us something.
Belt-high, mid-plate fastballs that even Chris Widger can drive. Lots of souvenirs. Lack of control. Seven ER in his last three games.
He's trying to tell us: "I'm cooked like the Christmas goose." Hey, for everything he's done in a position that is not his role, I think it's tremendous. And he had a good string going there. But something's not right.
Keith Foulke will be coming back soon. Maybe. Is that a good thing? Wade Miller might not be back. Is that
a good thing?
Oh well, it's still 3.5 games. But it's troubling. WEEI Nation will undoubtedly be paging Craig Hansen, which makes about as much sense as paging Michael Bishop.
Ah crap. I hit 47 on the back nine today. Crushed a tee shot 309 pin high off the green. Almost chipped in an 85 footer for bird. Life ain't that bad.