The Lineup?

Terry Francona walked into the ailing room of players. He was aided by Theo Epstein. Theo had this to say.

"OK, I just want to thank everyone for getting us this far. This is a great team. We have Jacobe Ellsbury in left field..."

Tito tapped Theo on the shoulder and said, "out with broken ribs....you know...Beltre!"

Theo recovered and said, "right...OK. Well anyway, we have Hermida playing left field..."

Tito grabbed him and whispered in his ear. "Beltre...broken ribs...Like Jacobe."

Theo recovered...again and said, "OK right...Nava???" Theo looked at Tito and nodded with anxiety.

"OK but we have Cameron, the rock in center field."

Tto nudged him and said, "Hernia...four days a week...you know."

"OK, but we have Drew in right."

Tito sighed and said, "you know...Drew...such a kidder."

Theo grabbed his hair barely tearing it from his skull.

"OK but what a great infield...Beltre at third?"

Tito nodded. Theo felt better.

"Then we have Scutaro at short and Dustin at second..."

Tito moved his head back and forth.

"Broken foot on Dustin, bruised arm on Youk."

Tito felt his head fall off.

"OK but Lowell."

"Hip, " interjected Tito.

"Beckett?"

"Back, "snapped Tito.

"Dice-K?"

"Shoulder, "snapped Tito.

"Clay?"

"Hamstring, "sighed Tito.

"Is anybody NOT hurt!"

Tito signed and left the room.