I really do. You remember when you were in 6th grade and you got called up to play with the 7th graders? You were hyperventilating the entire drive over to the field thinking this was your chance to stand out and prove that you belonged with the big boys. Yeah, kinda woulda sucked if the team you were facing hung 4 home runs on you before you could pop your first handful of seeds. It must have felt like that yesterday for about 70% of the Red Sox lineup, which sounded more like the line for license renewal at the DMV than a major league batting order. Finally get the shot to play on the biggest stage and bam! You’re down 9-0 in the 2nd inning and teammates are pouring beer into styrofoam cups in the dugout. Now if this were Ortiz and Manny biting the curb and getting their face stomped in, I would love it. But what has Jose Iglesias ever done to me? Mauro Gomez seems like a really nice guy and I’m sure Che-Hsuan Lin would gladly spot me if I forgot my wallet. These are just children- children that need to be murdered because they stand in the way of the division, but children nonetheless. I just hope the genocide over the next 2 days is carried out in a humane manner. Maybe only 3 moon shots grazing the upper deck tonight.