The Edes laid down a somewhat bizarre conversation with Secret Agent Covelli in yesterday’s Globe, which shows a slightly more introspective gent than the fun-loving, Dunkin’ Donuts shilling dude who showed up last spring training:
“I don’t really care what the people think about me,” Crisp said. “Or you guys or anything like that. I just go out there and play and have fun. Hope the rest of the people enjoy watching me.
“But as far as me wracking my brain about what anybody thinks, I don’t do that. I hope they enjoy watching us play as a team, I do something, they enjoy that part of it. But I don’t care if people think I suck, or they think I’m good. I just go out there and have fun, and hopefully the ball falls in.”
I may be among the minority, but I believe that 2007 will be the Year of the Crisp, and that as the Red Sox barrel through what promises to be an eventful season, Our Man Coco will be the guy with a hand on the wheel, a foot on the gas, and his bare ass hanging out the window.
