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 Manny Delcarmen tosses one into the Monster seats. |
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 Kevin's actually explaining something to Schill... |
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 The Sox dugout had a few thoughts about Millar's fielding. |
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 I never get tired of seeing Coco's hands. |
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 Lo laughing (but trying not to) at the guy who ran onto the field. |
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 No matter how high Papelbon hitches that shoulder, Wally's gonna hang on. |
 Look at Gabe and Coco. We won, but it was a war... |
 Papi and Wily Mo cavort... |
 ... and Lo thinks better about going for the high five! |