Somewhere J.P. Ricciardi is smiling.
It was evident early on how effective Ricky Romero was last night. The Sox hitters were completely flummoxed by Romero's change-up, missing some pitches by over a foot. The ones that did make contact did so feably, for the most part. It was Halladay-esque. I texted a friend in the third inning and said "Romero's got no-hit stuff tonight". It was that obvious.
Of course, though, as most no-hit bids go, one misplaced pitch spoils the party. But manoman, it really had to be Rios to bring us all down, didn't it?
In any event, Romero really does just keep proving people wrong. 13 months ago, he looked like the answer to a trivia question about all-time draft blunders. Today he's looking like a guy who could legitimately front a rotation.
And while we're here, what is up with Kevin Gregg? He was Romero-esque in the ninth. Carlos Quentin looked like the victim of a mugging. Like someone handed a kid a bat and said "Here, you try this". I'm no expert but I can tell you, a week into the season and I'm a lot more comfortable with Gregg on the mound in the 9th than I am when Frasor walks up there. It's gotta be the glasses.
What else? Well, the Yanks won their home opener and the Orioles continue to spiral out of control. They must think it's September.