Gazpacho Isn't The Only Dish Served Cold: Angels 11, Red Sox 0

Oh. My. God. If the first two games of this series were depressing catastrophes, the second two were revenge served in long form, yesterday's a record-setting game that saw pitches thrown at Fenway well past 2:00 AM. Today's was a serial whupping that had the Angels utterly annihilate their former teammate — who famously left the Angels for a bigger payday at Fenway — while posting crooked numbers in three straight innings against him. Lucha libre couldn't have been more libre than it was today. Mark Trumbo drove in a pair on another epic homer that recalled the blasts Troy Glaus used to hit at Fenway. Not only that — he doubled his season walk total with a pair of walks. I'm not sure which is better, but either way, it was teh awesome. The offense finally found its groove against Red Sox pitching; almost everything worked, and Lackey looked like he was throwing batting practice. Contrariwise, the Angels pitching — even, dear God, Francisc...