While Fox was patiently waiting for just the right moment to switch over to Philip Humber's in-progress perfect game, the Red Sox were playing out the final innings of a blowout win over the Yankees. Around the time Humber recorded the first out in the ninth, Fox switched over and being in New York and not paying close attention to the game because I had given up on it—I was watching Humber online—I just assumed the game was over and the Red Sox won, allowing Fox to switch.
Oh, but baseball is wonderful thing. There are no time constraints, only outs recorded. As Humber marched toward recording his in the most efficient and successful way possible, the Red Sox were failing to do the same in spectacular fashion. Soon, Fox switched back to Fenway and the Yankees were back in the game. And, in what seemed like no time at all, the Yankees were thumping the Red Sox and everyone wanted Bobby Valentine fired. In these tumultuous times for Bobby, it is uncharacteristically fitting that perhaps Tim McCarver summed it up best when he said he could not remember a manager having a worse week than Bobby. Here's a taste of how bad it was from yesterday and today.
I could go on.
Now, obviously this is not all Bobby Valentine's fault. He's not serving up meatballs to Nick Swisher and Mark Teixeira. It's just that Bobby Valentine is kind of an ass and easy to hate on. Whether he's trading barbs with Boston Jesus, Curt Schilling or calling Tom Brady's soon-to-be-brother-in-law out for playing like garbage, he invites this stuff. And, just as with the delicious meltdown last year, timing is everything.
In a 162 game season, the benefit of a "hot start" is overblown but first impressions, unlike managers, last forever.