OverPriced. Where was our $217 million dollar “ace” last season? It’s safe to say David Price did not reach the pedestal that Red Sox fans placed him on. After Jon Lester chose to sign with the Cubs, Dombrowski had it figured out by signing post-season bust Price. He would move into Lester’s house, wear his clothes, walk his dog; he would be our Jon Lester. More importantly he would come with something unseen, reassurance. For that slight moment we could breathe again knowing our “ace” vacancy would be filled. Then the season started.
The heart of Boston took his last swing in a Red Sox uniform. A quick post-season exit would bring the end of David Ortiz. Dombrowksi searched the engine to find the broken part, it was pitching. In good faith for Boston the master mechanic put together a trade to service our woes. Yoan Moncada, Mr. Prospect, would pack his bags and head to Chicago. His return ticket would be handed to Chris Sale. He packed his filthy slider, left his scissors in Chicago, and headed for Boston. Opening day he received the loudest ovation that spewed with high expectations. April 5th, his first start. Can he fill the Lester’s cleats left behind in the club house?
A cold, 40 degree Boston night. Chris Sale ordered a 7 and 7, seven scoreless innings with seven strike-outs splashed with a win. Rest easy Red Sox nation, we have our Ace.