This is not a knock on Josh Beckett, not in the least. I love Beckett and all of us at BSB are more than happy that he's the ace of our favorite club. I love his intensity and his ability to show up big time in pivotal games. He's one of the best pitchers the Sox have ever had and I would happily ship Hanley Ramirez et. al. to Florida for Beckett and Lowell (and Mota) in a heartbeat again if the deal hadn't already been completed. But the dude's got a chubby face. There's no arguing it. It's irrefutable. It doesn't detract from his bad-ass-edness on and off the mound, but it most certainly means that he sometimes resembles a chipmunk that's storing food in its cheeks.

Chipmunk cheeks or no chipmunk cheeks, I still wouldn't want to stand in against Becks in a deciding game in a playoff series.