This is the kind of game that Joe had to settle down from after pounding beers, giddy over the Rays pounding the Yankmes.
Bossman goes yard (could he possibly be the Rays Most Valuable Player at the halfway point? Think about it.) Zorilla, hacked off perhaps at the All Star snub, belts a three-run blast.
How cool was that?
Then Jeff Niemann was solid, not unlike his pre-injury form of last year. Scattering six hits and only getting stung one time is damned good.
But about the best part of this game was the incessant Derek Jeter kvetching. Thank God he didn’t get to 3,000 Thursday night. Besides, why should Joe feel sorry for Jeter? Look who he goes home to at night. Minka will comfort him.
Now that’s two games in a row the Rays had double-digit hits. Accident or pattern?
Come on, Hellboy!