August and Everything After
On a night like last night, when you look at the starting line-up of your beloved Boston Red Sox and ask yourself, “Who the f–k …
Always a Good Decision?
Insert Inane Rant HereFirst, a personal gripe. I’ve always been a fan of the Sam Adams TV ads, in which our favorite “Brewer and Patriot” …
One door closes…
The Cubs and the Red Sox both have a new look. A superstar boards a plane for Chicago to don a funny-looking uniform with a …
It’s All Going According to Plan…
Okay, so it’s Friday. The Sox are about to open a critical (aren’t they all at this point) series with the Twins. It’s time for …
Lumber Slumber
I awoke this morning feeling all kinds of splenderficious (don’t bother checking your Webster’s for these fifty-buck words. I make ’em up), and as I …
What the Rain Can’t Wash Away
Rain out in Baltimore. And I’m not really complaining, because, sadly, whatever magic Tim Wakefield briefly reclaimed last Thursday was absent last night. The Os …
Screw the Wildcard – Part 2
Seven-and-a-half games. It can be done. The long-awaited streak is here and this team is poised to make one last run at the division. If …
Things I Learned This Weekend
Being a Red Sox fan is like being in the Mafia Once you’re in, you’re in, baby. After Friday’s game, I was ready to trash …
Headbanger’s Ball!
They’ve done it to me again. Not even twenty-four hours after I’d packed away the puffy hand and Schilling jersey in disgust, they’ve got me …
Commence Rampage
First things first: The Yankees do not suck. They are a very, very, good team. Even if they are composed primarily of overpriced mercenaries. They …
The one-man party…
David McCarty proved to everyone why he should be getting more playing time. Last night he was the catalyst. His plays on defense and at …
The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly
The Good: Gabe Kapler. A brilliant catch in the field followed by a three-run homer to get Pedro off the hook, albeit for a short …
On the Turning Away
This morning, I know two things. First, Ray Parker, Jr. is the whitest black guy in the world. Look no further than the “Ghostbusters” video …
Winning Ugly
How best to explain this disease that is Red Sox fandom? Let me take a comment left yesterday by grunherz a couple steps further. Monday, …
Don’t Let’s Start
For the record, the worst ways to lose a ballgame are: a) Letting it get away after the grind of extra innings b) Giving up …
Splitsville
In any series that features Lowe and Wakefield in the rotation, a split is the best you can hope for. Friday night Pedro …
Kiss and Make Up
My man Denton will be chiming in with his thoughts on yesterday’s win, but I wanted to drop some keen observations from friday night’s KISS …
The Downward Spiral
Understand: I like Tim Wakefield. Like him a lot. In in era in which team loyalty has been all but flushed away, he’s been with …
Bat Man
Cool: Watching David Ortiz get medieval on ump Matt Hollowell, whose strike zone went through more permutations over the course of three hours than Manny’s …
And We’re Baaaaack
The best thing about a west coast game when Derek Lowe is pitching? Once he gets zapped by a misplayed fly ball or grounder and …
Five Conversations About the Red Sox
As we wait for tonight’s late show in Anaheim (fingers crossed, fingers crossed), we present recent conversations about the Olde Towne Team, both real and …
Confessions of an Uninformed Mind
Some thoughts on the All Star Game (or, as I like to call it, Yankeepalooza): — Fantasia Barrino can sing — twits like me who …
Woodwork Squeaks, Out Come the Freaks
Without a Sox game to watch, I get a little bit silly. So please indulge me as I blabber on about nothing in particular. Or, …
Instant Disaster Manual
Instructions: 1) Tape NESN replay of yesterday’s 6-5 loss to the Rangers. 2) Label tape as “tough losses, volume 329” 3) Add tape to library …
Everyday Sunshine
Wow. Is there anything else we can say this morning, after the Sox unloaded the hurt on the Texas Rangers for the second straight evening, …
Train Kept A-Rollin’
Last month, as the Sox squandered opportunity after opportunity, I’d sit in anguish as I listened to the post-interview cliches. “Just wait until we start …
Heart Attack Theatre
What a difference a week makes. Last night, I found myself howling at the TV, angered beyond belief that, in a critical 9th inning at …
The Good Times Are Killing Me
Are they really this good, on track to sweep the last homestand before the All-Star Break and ensconce themselves in a far prettier position relative …
Shades of 2003
Timely hitting? Damon cracking 5 hits? Millar actually engaging in bat-on-ball contact that results not in the ball drifting lazily into an infielder’s glove but …
Screw the Wild Card
Two weeks from now, I may be begging for a wild card spot for the Sox. For now, I have my sights set on the …
A Man Apart
Turns out that, unfortunately, I was wise to bury my enthusiasm after Saturday’s win. Yesterday, the Sox took another two steps back, getting pummeled by …
Tempered Enlightenment
Last night’s victory was a bloody good one, what with a sensational pitching performance by the Schill-Dog, some fantastic defense (including Pokey going airborne to …
Get That Ass Back
It’s difficult to find words to appropriately capture the dismay I’m feeling as the Sox spiral toward what could become the most depressing season I’ve …