To Be The Man, You Must Beat The Man. So That Makes Clay Buchholz The Man.

I don't like to brag, but I totally called that one. And it hasn't happened a lot this season. Typically when I predict a big game, the Sox pull a complete Hindenburg. But this time, they came up huge. Clay came up huge. Just when we needed it most. And a match-up that looked tough on paper turned out to be pretty one-sided for nine innings.Look, we're at the point where we just need to win. Every night, every day. The Yankees are running away with the division, not looking anything like a team that's gonna hit a six or seven game skid. The Rays remain close, despite their obvious problems. And the Rangers, even though they've traded the Wild Card lead back to us, probably aren't going away. So the winning thing? Important.So thank God Clay came equipped with the big pants. The last time we saw him, he was stumbling back to the dugout in Texas, looking like a 12 year old kid in an oversized helmet, dejected at the prospects of snuffing out a key rally. Turns ...