Nothern exposure: Jays complete the sweep

Toronto 6, Sox 1
WP: Litsch (6-9)
LP: Buchholz (3-1)
SV: Accardo (29)
HRs: BOS-Drew (9); TOR-Adams (2)

SUMMARY
Boston brought itself to the brink of another collapse of historical proportions as Toronto completed a three game sweep with a come-from-behind victory. Clay Buchholz made a costly error that led to the Jays go-ahead run, and Jonathan Papelbon caught the Boston bullpen blues as he allowed a game-sealing grand slam in the 8th.

#1 STUNNER Russ Adams 2-4, 1R, 5RBI, GS
One night after breaking a 2-2 tie by knocking a bases-loaded pinch-hit double off Eric Gagme in the 8th inning, the stocky third baseman clubbed a bases-loaded homer off Boston's stud closer for the first granny--and 17th homer--of his career.

Unfuckingbelieveable.

GAGME of the GAME Boston offense 3H, 1ER, 4BB
The run-scoring drought continues to plague the banged-up Boston lineup as they failed to score at least three runs for the sixth time in the last ten games.

I realize that Toronto pitchers have allowed the fewest hits in the American League, but even this depleted crew should bang out more than two hits against Jesse Litsch.

RECAP
Well, it's official.

This 2007 season which began with so much joy and excitement has veered into morbid, car accident territory--you know what's coming, you don't want to see what's happening, yet you can't pull your eyes away from the potential carnage.

As if New York treating Boston like O.J.s memorabilia dealer wasn't embarrassing enough for this suddenly sorry Sox squad, the pesky Jays followed Derek Jeter's lead and dropped a trifecta of Nation-crushing losses on the boys from Beantown, saving the worst for last with tonight's humiliating finale.

Coupled with New York's 2-1 victory of Baltimore, Boston's East lead now sits at a Kate Bosworth-slim 1 1/2 games. Both teams are off tomorrow before the Sox head down here to lose 2 of 3 to the Rays and the Stanks arrive in Toronto to annihilate the Jays for four games.

I'm too sick and tired to post about this disastrous turn of events right now. I've already started snapping at the wife and cursing intermittently, so I think I'll rest on this one and try to put a proper spin on it in the morning.

Maybe by then the ugly sight of the Red Sox postseason express rolling over into a ditch won't be so fresh in my memory.