A solid performance from Lackey during yesterday’s game against the Mets. But the lasting imprssion in my brain was made by Adrian Beltre’s glovework. Watching Beltre in full vacuum mode over the last couple grapefruit games has got me frothing at the mouth for the start of the season. It’s also helped me gain a new appreciation for his much-discussed cuplessness. While my personal pain-sensors may be spinning into overdrive with every line drive sent down the third base line, my gut feeling is that the guy will be that much more inclined to make sure nothing escapes his glove, lest it end up in Oniontown.
While we’re on the subject, I’d like to send a message to my friends at NESN. And that message is: I can do without the phrase “Mazz Ballin'” for the rest of my life. Not the kind of thing that’s gonna make my breakfast go down any easier, people.
Other than that, I’m good. Is it April yet?
