It seems the trick to surviving John Lackey starts is to just stop believin’. Because prior to yesterday’s game, I thought there was a better …

You knew when this one was over. The minute Adrian Gonzalez struck out with the bases loaded in the bottom of the fifth, you knew …

Could Major League Baseball have scripted this weekend any better? It just so happens that on the day the Yankees come to town to face …

Hello, Erik. Red here. Since your move to Boston was announced, you’ve no doubt heard that playing here can be a grueling experience. That even …

Last year, he was our comic relief. The team softie. We [and, specifically, I] questioned his heart, his fire, his moxie. Today, he’s rapidly becoming …

Back in 2007, when Josh Beckett’s breath stirred the trees and everything he found to his disliking crumbled instantly to dust, the Cleveland Indians thought …

Yo, Ells. Dinklage and I are hittin’ Revere Beach to troll for chicks. Troll, indeed. Perchance to screw. Ha! See that? I bring Pete along …

He’s the guy we all seem to love to razz, but despite our kvetching, he’s recently amassed four straight wins while slowly chopping down the …

A few days back, I tweeted something to the effect of, “Who thinks Clay Buchholz will actually throw another pitch for us in 2011?” The …

So when the dust of the day settled, the Sox grabbed two of three from Chicago, and also landed pitchers Erik Bedard and Josh Field …

Well, looks like Rich Harden stays in Oakland. And Lars Andersen stays in Pawtucket. And I won’t leave the barstool. But, seriously, when we’re rattling …

Ever since they ate our lunch in the 2005 postseason, the White Sox have played the Hulk to our Bruce Banner. Is it the curse …

Sure, I’m looking forward to a little Sox-on-Sox action. But all my thoughts tonight (outside of, y’know, what I’ll be eating and which females to …

After watching the Sox score 25 runs over the last two games, I had a sinking suspicion that Commander Kickass might get robbed this afternoon. …

Lots of things to be excited about today. For one thing, it’s a gorgeous, sun-soaked day in Boston and I conveniently came down with a …

And I mean that in an “as-a-starting-pitcher” kinda way. I’m starting with these two. Then, if the third worst team in the AL roughs him …

YOU are the stacked-top-to-bottom Red Sox. THEY are the last-place-in-the-Central-AL Royals. No more of this not scoring runs bullshit. If the night doesn’t end with …

Lester returns tonight, against the franchise he once no-hit. With the Justice League of America providing our offense. And the hometown crowd at his back. …

Well I know what I’m doing next Saturday night. Of course, I never got a chance to solidify my plans with Ms. Watney or her …

The thing about our scary-good offense is that it not only keeps you in games that get out of hand quickly, it can also rain …

Ever since Wake shlumped off the mound at Yankee Stadium after game seven of the 2003 ALCS, I’ve wished nothing but the best of things …

Of all the folks happy to see Teets get his 1,000th managerial win last night, no one was happier than the dink who snatched up …

Magic Mike Lowell visited the NESN booth last night. In case you missed it, here’s a brief clip of Mike reliving a past pinch-hit home …

July 16, 2011, Tampa Bay: Motherf$%ker taking me out of the game… I still got some steam… garghh. Look, I think I speak for my …

  Look, I’m gonna be honest: I don’t like to trash-talk the boys. But just start drinking. Shit-tons of booze. Like now. Because with the …

Jeremy Guthrie versus Stone Temple Weiland? I’m predicting a final score of 24-18.

..or something like that. Anyway Carl’s Jr. is back with the Sox tonight. In Baltimore. The place where dreams come true. Especially if those dreams …

Because we can only impose so much of our own blabbering on people, for the latest SG podcast, we went out and got a legitimate …

It’s over, Josh. The injuries got us again. Whatever chance Theo and the owners gave us of building a dynasty… it all died with the …

That’s the first thought I had when I saw the above photo plastered on the Red Sox homepage this morning.

If they mixed a few of those hot chicks from the Celebrity Softball tournament into the National and American League line-ups, I’d consider the All …

Just kidding, of course. We love the All Star Game. Right?

Aw, that rat bastard Cano can have the Home Run Derby title. I’ll be happier to see Gonzo take World Series MVP.

A standing ovation for the recently struggling but positively-brilliant-last-night John Lackey? Well played, Fenway crowd. Well played indeed. And I don’t care that it was …

Not quite sure what the game plan is if Lackey can’t beat the lowly Os tonight. If he can’t tame the team with the second-to-worst …