They wasted a solid start from Buchholz, and lost to the lowely Minnesota Twins. Again. In heartbreaking fashion. Again.
Buchholz scattered 7 hits through 7 innings, allowing 1 unearned run. He did his job. Andrew Miller and Alfredo Aceves? They did the opposite of their job. They did the Twins' job.
Miller came in in the 8th, with the Sox up 2-1 and proceeded to take a gigantic dump on the mound. He faced three batters, one got a hit, the other two were walked. Aceves relieved him, and while he gave up a sacrafice to Morneau that tied the game, he got the final two outs with no problems.
Bottom of the 8th starts off with a Ciriaco (CIRIACO!!!) pinch-hit home run into the monster seats. The first of his career. Sox up 3-2. The Sox got another run off the bat off Ross, who drove Pedroia home. 4-2 heading into the 9th against the terrible, terrible Twins. Ballgame, no?
No. No it was not.
Lots of bad things happened in the 9th, including an RBI single by Jamey F'n Carroll. But the worst thing to happen was a 3-run home run by Joe Mauer that put the Twins up 6-4. And, well, that was that.
The Boston Red Sox do not want you to enjoy watching baseball. And, unfortunately for you, they've mastered the art of making you not enjoy watching baseball.