Just when my boys, the Boston Red Sox, get rolling and reforming into a playoff contender again? They send Daisuke Matsuzaka to the mound. The number one cause of episodic Tourette’s Syndrome in my household. What a colossal waste of fuckin’ cash this guy has turned out to be. Sure, he can throw 413 different types of pitches and needs every one of ’em to get through 5 and two-thirds innings, but it is beyond maddening to watch a pitcher, night-in and night-out, get to 3-2 counts on every god damn hitter he faces. This guy needs to pay back the rest of his remaining contract and go back to winning games for Japan in the World Baseball Classic. Hey, at least Old Man Wakefield is taking the mound on Friday. Here’s to hoping the knuckler is floating like a drunken hummingbird.