It was with one eye open and the other squinting to reduce the size of the TV screen to a thin horizontal stripe that we watched the Red Sock Nation pull itself out of its cozy coffin, push through five and a half feet of dirt and come out dirty and stinky and still alive in the American League pennant chase. Has it come to this: putting all of our hopes that the Tampa Bay Rays have enough left to put the stake through the heart of America’s least favorite team? Save us Rocco Baldelli!