The Boston Red Sox winning streak is at six after a 14-2 demolition of the Chicago White Sox on Tuesday night, and the box score reads like a batting practice session that somebody accidentally kept score of. Caleb Durbin hit a grand slam. Abreu went deep twice. Patrick Sandoval, who had not won a major league game in more than two years, walked off with the decision.

Fourteen runs is not a hot night. Fourteen runs is a statement.

What the Red Sox winning streak actually showed in the 14-2 rout

Six in a row in early August is the kind of run that changes how a clubhouse walks through an airport. The way Boston did it Tuesday matters more than the fact that they did: a grand slam from Durbin and a two-homer night from Abreu means the damage came in bunches, which is exactly how blowouts are built. You do not get to 14 by stringing together sacrifice flies. You get there by clearing the bases twice and then refusing to stop.

That is the piece I keep circling. A team playing well can win 3-2 six times and still feel fragile. A team that hangs 14 on you has a lineup that is passing the bat down the line and trusting the next guy.

Patrick Sandoval's first win in more than two years

This is the part of the night I would have wanted to watch from the dugout rail.

More than two years between major league wins is not a slump. That is a road back, and a long one, and anybody who has watched a pitcher grind through the parts of the calendar nobody covers knows what the walk off that mound felt like. I do not have the full timeline of what kept him off the board that long in front of me, and I am not going to guess at it. What I know is that the win column had gone quiet since 2024, and Tuesday it did not.

Those are the nights baseball gives you that no other sport really can. A 162-game season is cruel enough to take two years from a man and generous enough to hand it back on a random Tuesday in August, in a game that was decided by the fifth inning.

What comes next for the White Sox in Boston

Chicago gets a quick chance to bury this one. The two clubs go again Wednesday at 7:11 PM ET, and there is a mercy built into baseball's schedule that no other sport offers: the worst night of your season expires in about eighteen hours.

Still, a 14-2 loss leaves fingerprints. The bullpen wears innings it never should have thrown, the position players who came in late are the ones you needed fresh, and the manager spends the morning explaining a score that does not need explaining. That is the real cost of a laugher for the losing side, and it usually shows up the next day rather than in the final line.

Boston, meanwhile, is one of two teams that ran their streak to six on Tuesday night. Atlanta got there too, beating Miami 4-2 behind six scoreless from Grant Holmes. Different roads. Same number in the streak column.

checked the almanac: boston has been the home address for the ugliest football-score baseball games for a long time. on june 8, 1950, the red sox beat the st. louis browns 29-4 at fenway, still the most runs a team has scored in a game in the modern era. fourteen is not in that neighborhood. it is on the same road.

What I am watching next is whether the lineup keeps traveling. Six straight with a 14-run night in the middle of it can flatter a team, and the honest test of this Boston stretch is whether the bats that cleared the bases twice on Tuesday show up against pitching that is not having its worst night of the year.