Friday, October 19, 2007

Enemies of The Nation, tremble upon this specter


Heed the bristling intensity. Heed the fire and brimstone which will send you into the pits of Hell!

There are two moments last night that basically exemplified/illuminated Josh Beckett's dominance against the Indians. The first came after Kenny Lofton popped out and exchanged words with the fiery Texan. This was a bad move for two reasons:

1. Beckett had a murderous glint in his eye all night, the kind that suggested he just ate a live chicken and was now pissed because of the heartburn; and
2. You're Kenny Lofton, and you're giving half a foot and about 30 pounds.

But if anything, Beckett looked disinterested, like he wouldn't deign to acknowledge Lofton even if Kenny donned a cassock and miter.

Lofton's intensity also seemed manufactured, like a ploy to get his team going. Beckett's, on the other hand, jumped out of his every fastball and seemed to startle Indians' hitters anew. Indeed, it was worn on his face as he walked away from Lofton and retook his place on the mound with a look that said, "If you look at me funny, I WILL rip your nuts off... if you're worth my time."

The Indians, by and large, were not worth his time. He merely brushed them aside. There's a good chance he then downed a few beers Stone Cold Steve Austin-style before donning his cape and flying back to Boston.

The second moment: after the game, he had this to say about the Indians bringing in his ex-girlfriend, Danielle Peck, to sing the national anthem:

"I don't get paid to make those [expletive] decisions. Thanks for flying one of my friends to the game so she can watch it for free."*

We imagine Beckett prepares for games by convincing himself his opponents murdered his family, or snorting steroids laced with cocaine. Man's intense.

*UPDATE: A video of this via Bugs and Cranks.

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