Back to back...to back......to back!

Read about it here, campers. It really happened! 4 Yawkee Way, Boston, last night, bottom of the 3rd.

When Manny's first bomb almost hit the Citgo sign, I jumped out of my chair.

Drew's shot dented the centerfield bleachers...I yelled, "Cool!", and danced in front of the TV (just in case Torre could see me).

Lowell's smash found Landsdowne Street....and I'm jumping around my living room, scaring the dog.

When Varitek gave somebody in the Monster seats a souvenir ...well..."No way that just happened!"

But it did happen.

Four dingers. In a row. Against the team I love to hate...who, by the way, now hold two dubious BoSox-related distinctions: Biggest defeat in the history of all major league sports (2004 ALCS), and the only team against which the Sox have hit 4 home runs in a row.

And did I mention the word "sweep" yet? No? Guess I didn't really need to.

That's gotta sting a little. Maybe they can tend to their wounds against Tampa Bay and Toronto before they see Red in the Bronx this weekend.

Cheers, indeed!
Mark