This weekday morning, let's rise and shine together with the top 10 storylines from the 75th Anniversary All-Star Game. The 15-inning, nearly five-hour marathon lasted long enough for 100 stories — from one of the Bostons taking home the MVP, to Dan Uggla channeling Chuck Knoblauch and Steve Sax, to Bud sweating bullets that we were headed for another tie. The Roll Call starts with the placid J.D. Drew, whose passion runs so deep that nurses take, like, forever to find it during his annual physicals.
Game of the Day: AL 4, NL 3 (15 inn.)
They came to boo: Red Sox players were jeered at every opportunity (so much for league unity) so, of course, a Red Sock drove away with the Ted Williams Trophy in a Hybrid Tahoe after slamming a two-run homer. Drew's pulse never got above 85, even when he ate Jeanne Zelasko's tongue.
Almost never surrender: Corey Hart gave it a whirl, but Justin Morneau's slide barely beat his two-hopper home for the winning run. If Morneau had been out, he might have been pitching come the top of the 16th.
Pap smeared: Jonathan Papelbon was vilified in the N.Y. press for how he answered the oh-so-delicate question of who would close the game — himself or the Yankees' Mariano Rivera — should the situation arise. It didn't, because the game lasted well beyond their bedtimes.
Tie fighters: The last All-Star Game at Yankee Stadium brought back memories of '02, when both sides ran out of players and the game ended in a tie — which brought us to the whole "This time it counts" insanity. What would Terry Francona had done if he ran out of pitchers? Forfeit? Paper, rock, scissors? Hit 10 grounders to Uggla, and if he fielded two cleanly, given the NL the victory? Magic 8-Ball? He might blame himself for using starting pitchers one inning at a time when two IP would have been OK.
That was Uggla: He made three errors — though one came on a bad hop — and he hit into a double play. As the nightmare unfolded in front of everyone, Fox's Ken Rosenthal waxed poetic about how Dan Uggla's dad always wanted to see him play a game at Yankee Stadium. Proud of me, pops, eh? Top o' the world, ma! Seriously, it was the kind of game that, if Dan were 12, he and Mr. Uggla would have stayed long after everyone else left and taken grounders until he fielded 100 in a row without a boo-boo.
Dodged a slow bullet: A great throw from Nate McLouth — and an even better play by catcher Russell Martin — nailed the slowwwwwwwwwwwwwww Dioner Navarro at the plate after Michael Young's single in the 11th. Martin caught the short hop and blocked home from a sliding Navarro.
You're grounded: Aaron Cook, placed in peril by Uggla's antics and other factors, got about 40 ground balls just when he needed 'em; 5-2 was the official scorecard notation of the All-Star Game. Cook bailed out the NL — for a while — with three grueling innings of relief.
Brimming with pride: Big League Stew's own George Sherrill (yeah, we claimed him on Internet waivers) came to play, boy, with 2 1/3 dy-no-mite innings. He had a big strikeout of Yo Adrian Gonzalez and a great defensive play to keep the potential lead run off second base. All while balancing a full coffee cup on his visor.
Evidence of Spying: Ryan Dempster was voguing like Madonna out there (A-Rod was entranced for sure) with a patented fluttering glove wiggle — shake it, Ryan, shake it — that accompanied three strikeouts in his inning. This was just an excuse to mention Madonna.
Speaking of shaking it: How 'bout the big hit in the eighth by Longoria? (Who knew that was coming the moment you saw it?)