Folks, here we go. This is an unprecedented event as the entire cast of debaucherous characters from TellHimFred are together to liveblog the game in anticipation of a Red Sox sweep. The vido camera is rolling now, and we’ll be updating this post throughout the evening.
8:26 pm- Fred Willard reading the lineups? Holy dog shit.ÂÂ
8:31 pm- Jacoby Ellsbury hits a double to start off. ÂÂ
8:33 pm-  The burnt asbestos smell of the Rockies giving up a run in the first.
8:34 pm- Cutty and Prime rave drunkenly about meatballs and booze.
8:35 PM- alright, leadoff double scores a run, and we’re on our way to the bottom of the first.
SNAX UPDATE: we’re all still pretty full from Pats and pregaming, so we’re not eating, but that WILL change.
8:38 pm- the first visual of the broom is used…Lester’s cancer is discussed, the collective disdain of Boston against Joe Buck is palpable.
8:41 pm- the guys argue about the best way to film the broom sweeping the floor - thus cementing our status as dorks.
8:43 pm- self-congratlatory shouts as we get the third out and celebrate our happiness as a four-cornered powerhouse of blog supremacy.
8:45 pm - opposite and barry argue about if the camera should be running or not… during a comercial.ÂÂ
8:54 pm- cutty commits an enormous faux pas for clapping when Helton hits a double, as he doesn’t realize which team we’re all rooting for. Alcohol is a valid excuse.
9:05pm- Lugo to Papi and the Sox are up.
9:22 pm - Well good Lord. Lester is making a serious run of this! What’s weird is that Prime and Barry are threatening one another. And damned if I don’t feel really…like…weird.
9:25 pm- Lester makes it happen!! Who loves it. Us.
9:32 pm- really, Joe Buck? (repeat as needed) still 1-0, and we have ourselves a hell of a game..
9:39 pm- Lugo completely lays out to get the second out of the 4th inning. I take back all the terrible things I’ve said about you in the past few weeks. Okay, maybe not all.
9:45 pm- Lester is still unscathed. Red Sox 1-0, coming up to bat.
9:49 pm- Leadoff double from Lowell. Time for some run production?
Note: we are at opposite prime’s apt, and he has now checked out from any semblance of sobriety. Since he provided us with food, drink, and merriment, we will refrain from writing the word “Balls” on his head with a sharpie.
9:52 pm- Lowell scores after a Varitek single. 2-0. More to come?
9:52 pm- Another single, this time from Lugo. Here we go. No outs, two on, and the bats are starting to warm up. Action in the pen for the rocks.
9:58 - Talk of a duck and Jimmy Hoffa screws up a line from Caddyshack. He is not amused.
10:02 - Bottom of the fifth. Lester has been outstanding. Prime is beating Hoffa about the face and neck with paper towels. Shots are poured, all is well.
10:26- Lester is out, Delcarmen is in. 2 outs in the sixth, still 2-0 Sox.
10:28- Delcarmen strikeout, here come the bats from the Sox.
10:32- Mike Lowell hits a TOWERING homerun. 3-0 Sox, 7th inning.
10:36- Varitek singles again.
10:48- Home run Rockies. 3-1. Hawpe hits one out. This thing isn’t over yet.
10:53 - Rockies, base hit on 1 outs. Delcarmen is out, Timlan is in. The tension is palpable.ÂÂ
10:58 - Timlin comes up with 2 BIG strike outs!!! Matsui and Tulowetski both go down swinging.
11:05 - Kielty, first pitch, binger. Done. 4-1 ÂÂ
11:20 - Papi gets walked on and Manny goes down swinging to end the inning.
11:26- Okajima is in- bottom 8, still 4-1. I (barry) am the only one watching the game right now, as these three gentlemen have resorted to fighting amongst themselves as a result of massive Jameson consumption. I am the only teetotaler tonight as I must be at work at an obnoxiously early hour tomorrow morning. One out.
11:30- Helton gets on with a single.
11:34- Atkins hits a two-run home run and Okajima is out. 4-3 good guys. Put the champagne on ice, folks. Don’t open the bottles quite yet.
11:39- Paps is in. 1 out in the bottom of the eighth, and opposite is defying luck and logic and is opening the bottles of champagne right now. I’ve begged him not to, but with no luck.
11:41- Two away.
11:43- Hawpe is up now for Papelbon. He’s thrown two heaters past Hawpe…and he flies out. Inning over.
11:48-Top nine, sox up. We need a few insurance runs…wait, no we don’t. But it wouldn’t hurt.
11:52- Well, I guess we won’t be having any of those insurance runs. We enter the bottom of the ninth up 4-3. Three outs away from the world series. Here we go, folks.
This is the moment, people. Three outs away from a world series win. We’ve got Paps on the hill, and life is good.
11:58 pm- Torrealba at the plate facing the monster that is Papelbon. Strike one.
11:59 pm- Strike two.
Holy thunderballs.
12:00- A new day, a new champion? I really don’t want to erase that sentence.
Grounds to Pedroia, one out.
12:01- Jamey Carrol comes up to the plate. Two outs away from a championship. 0-2 and…..he hits it to the wall to Ellsbury, and we’re one out away.
12:03 am- Seth Smith up- fouls off the first. Next pitch in the dirt. Gone. strikeout. The Red Sox are the 2007 world series champions. You heard it here first. Celebration time!!!!!!
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1 JCB // Oct 29, 2007 at 12:31 pm
“This is the moment, people. Three outs away from a world series win. We’ve got Paps on the hill, and life is good.”
Tell me that wasn’t your quote? Who are you and what did you do with the friend i used to know?
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