Papelbon, Manny, and Papi making the late night rounds

In case you missed it...

The Papel-bomb on Letterman



Manny on Leno



Big Papi on Conan

The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

This season is off to an interesting start.
Let's take a look at the good, the bad, and all the rest.

The good news...

Schill can still pitch like an ace.



Apparently, his first terrible start was just a fluke.


And guess what!
Josh Beckett is shaping up to be the awesome pitcher we all knew he had the potential to be! Hooray!




The bad news...

People are starting to realize that JD Drew is not Trot Nixon. Even though he stands were Trot used to stand and wears Trot's old number, nobody is fooled. Trot would have never let hits get by him into the RF corner the way JD has so far.



But, at least JD has been hitting consistently.
Don't worry JD, I ain't mad atcha. You're just NOT TROT.


Papi has already started his slug-fest.
But here's where things start to get ugly...

Just what is Alex Cora doing to Papi?




The Papel-bomb is not impressed...




And Dice-K is suddenly realizing what the hell he's signed up for.

Poor kid.

The Sox are looking good!

It's finally baseball season, and the Sox are ready to do battle again.


Papelbon is happy to be closing again...




Beckett is ready to show us the size of his balls...




Tek is ready to lead the team and look damn hot while doing so...



Yum.


Schill is ready to take out Beckett, karate kid style.
(Sweep a leg! No mercy!)




Look-ee here. What the heck is Manny doing?
He's not being Manny, that's for sure....




He was planning to rob a bank after this game. 20 mill is just not enough.




Johnny looks like he's ready to kick some ass...




Oops, not that Johnny! Wrong picture. I meant this Johnny.



He's gonna be our pitch-hitting lefty.


Dice-K is learning one more pitch, just in case the gyroball thing doesn't fly...




Uh oh...he looks worried...




He must be looking at this nonsense...




Hey Dice-K! What are the Yanks gonna do this season?



That's right. They're gonna choke.