If we shadows have offended, think but this and all is mended:
That you have but slumber'd here, while these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme, no more yielding than a dream.
Last night, Bobby Valentine appeared in my dream. I don't totally remember what was going on (it did involve gophers) but he was trying to calm people down. But the truth is: this team is embarrassingly awful. They say that pitching and defense win championships but this team can't do either. And try as he might, there's really no point in calming anyone down. They stink.
Jon Lester seems to have wilted without John Farrell. There was a time when he seemed like he could have become something special. Now, at his best he's mediocre; the kind of guy you put at the back of your rotation with the expectation that he'll get you into the sixth inning without giving up too many runs.
Without Crawford (who I figured had to be better than last season) or Ellsbury (who I figured wasn't going to be nearly what he was last year but would be useful), Valentine is forced to use Cody Ross and Marlon Byrd as regulars. And the pair of them aren't exactly proving that they belong out there.
They've been over-matched by the Baltimore Orioles and the Kansas City Royals. That's how pathetic they are.
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