Small Consolations
OK, I’m back. After the Sox lost Friday night, I needed to take a little break, go on a vision quest before I could move …
And Away We Go
So it’s gonna be Anaheim vs. Chicago and St. Louis vs. Houston. I’m predicting a St. Louis-Chicago World Series, as much as I’d like to …
Thou Shalt Not Trade Manny
Dear Theo & the Trio: Red here. Just a quick note. See that guy in the photo above? Whatever you do this offseason, do not …
Shoot Out the Lights
You can’t win them all. But, man… I really wanted to win them all. Yet, when our boys had the bases loaded in the sixth …
He Thrusts His Fist Against the Post and Still Insists He Sees a Ghost
If the White Sox have their way, the Red Sox’ 2005 season could be over by the time my head hits pillow tonight. This upsets …
A Test of Faith
What a difference a year makes. Last October, this would have been a profanity-filled rant with all sorts of illogical reasons why the Sox are …
"Dude, We’re Totally Coming Back Today."
Unfortunately for The Emancipator, U.S. Cellular Field was about as friendly as Ford’s Theatre. And the role of John Wilkes Booth was played by, er, …
One More Time Into the Fray
So here we are again. The postseason. How did we get here? How did this even happen? I mean, didn’t we just win the World …
Feel It Again
Heaven help us. Here we go again. Just when my heart had finally returned to its normal beating pattern. Just when the fingernails I’d chomped …
And We’ll All Float On Okay
So the Yankees get to spray champagne in our house. Feh. We got the wild card last year, and things turned out pretty much okay …
Like Silhouettes in Dreams
For anyone who thought winning a World Series would lessen the passion and intensity of Red Sox fans; apology accepted. The fans at Fenway the …
Let Me Roll It
We are coming in to the final weekend of the 2005 season. Three games that will decide whether the first, crisp weeks of October will …
Was It Over When the Germans Bombed Pearl Harbor?
It’s not over. Not by a longshot. It seems that way. Really, it does. But it isn’t. I will admit this: After last night’s sick, …
Where in the World is Manny Delcarmen?
As quickly as we embraced the warm and fuzzies of another Wakefield gem leading to a win, frustration and bitterness took over in the nightcap. …
Hold That Thought…
Dear God: I don’t ask for much. Okay, sure, there was that thing with The Pussycat Dolls and forty metric tons of Bisquick. But on …
It’s That Magical Time Again
It’s getting darker earlier. There’s a hint of chill in the air [though possibly not today in Boston, where the Gods of Muggy are still …
Dead Heat
One hundred and fifty four games, over thirteen hundred innings, and the Red Sox are dead even with the Yankees in the AL East. Eight …
The Cashman/Headwarmer Dialogues, Vol. 384
[Upstairs in the Cashman home, “Brian the Brain” fumbles through boxes in the closet.] Cashman: Honey, where’s my headwarmer? Mrs. Cashman: It’s in the blue …
Is This the Start of the Breakdown?
Dudes. With all due respect, this is not the way you fall out of first place. You’re supposed to go down swinging. Teeth gnashing. Veins …
Non-Believers Please Exit The Bandwagon Immediately
When the lead in the AL East slipped to a tenuous half-game, everything changed. All of the beauty and magic of last October were forgotten. …
Here’s to What the Future Brings
An infuriating loss. But one that leads me to the following conclusion: Edgar Renteria will be the hero of the postseason. Write that down. Store …
If I Speak at One Constant Volume at One Constant Pitch at One Constant Rhythm Right Into Your Ear, You Still Won’t Hear
Sometimes, after particularly spirit-crushing Red Sox loses, Red is visited by the Ghost of Butch Hobson. Yesterday, another such sighting occured, and we present the …
Manny Being…Huh?
No, he’s not busting out his new dance moves or cowering from a rabid mouse. He’s getting hit by a pitch with the bases loaded …
Real Live Idiots
If you’re going to Sunday’s game, do stop by The Souvenir Store [the one right across from Fenway Park on Yawkey Way] where Denton & …
Wake Me Up When September Ends
First things first, big thanks and sloppy kisses to Mike Miliard for his most excellent interview with me and Denton in the latest issue of …
Bombo Rivera Has a Posse
Everytime I look at Gregg Zaun, all I can think is that the poor guy’s a man out of time, far better suited — stylistically …
I Was Just Thinking…
Several years ago, before he became known as a plagiarist and story-maker-upper, Mike Barnacle used to write a column for the Globe. When he couldn’t …
And He Won’t Stop. Cause He Can’t Stop.
“Greetings opponents! Might I put my foot in your ass? Great! Thanks!”
If Ugly Was a Crime…
Right around the time the Sox were flipping the auto-pilot switch on Saturday, I heard that voice in the back of my head again. Not …
Never Forget
Before settling in to watch the Red Sox-Yankees finale, take a moment to remember what happened four years ago today. There are constant reminders: everytime …
And In the Bar the Piano Man’s Found Another Nail for My Heart
It is not impossible, just highly improbable, for lightning to strike twice in the same place. So when Papi stood at the plate in the …
Top That
If last night’s 6-3 victory over the Angels were a movie, it would be Return of the Jedi. If it were an album, it would …
I’ll Have A Big Papi…Make It To Go
It is almost getting absurd. You need a big hit, David Ortiz is up, a big hit you get. The man is clutch. Fifteen of …
McCarthyism
Yesterday, at least in the Boston area, was picture-perfect. Sunny skies, temps around 78, the city streets bulging with slightly buzzed college chicks. A game …
Chemistry Lesson
Sean McAdams told a great story from the Red Sox clubhouse this morning. Members of the group Green Day were at Fenway taking a tour …