I Told You Twice The First Time
Considering our well-documented struggles against Matt Garza, I had a nagging feeling that this might end up being one of those well-pitched gems that doesn’t …
Wait… We Can Do This
So we win and the Rangers lose. Which gives us a nice 3 game lead in the wild card race. And if, somehow, we beat …
Size Doesn’t Matter. Much.
If you’d meant to give to the Jimmy Fund during last month’s telethon and never got around to it, or if you’d planned to stop …
How the Gods Conspire to Keep Us Drinking
Sox and Rays rained out last night, so we’ll play two on Sunday. Rangers and M’s also rained out, so they’ll play two on Sunday …
The Lead and How to Swing It
Just about got my hearing back from last night’s Living Colour show at Johnny D’s. It was my fifth or sixth time seeing the band …
What Could Have Been?
I often wonder how different things would have been if those sick f@%ks hadn’t altered the course of history eight years ago today. From that …
Off-Day, Off-Topic: Five Random iPod Songs
Heading out to Somerville tonight to catch the Living Colour reunion show at Johnny D’s. So it seemed an appropriate time to spin the iPod. …
When I’m Home Everything Seems to Be Right
I never thought I’d find myself getting so excited over a win against the Official Doormat of the American League East. But after that pathetic …
Just Win
It really sucks to have to go into a series at home against Baltimore and wonder what the outcome will be. Will the power-hitting Red …
Terry Francona: Officially Your Grandpa
I understand that the regular season is a gut-wrenching affair; my life-long love of the Sox has helped burn a hole through my stomach and …
Commander Kick Ass vs. Ozzie Guillen’s Soldiers of Love
No, it’s not the title of some bad ’70s porn flick. It’s the theme of this afternoon’s mash-up between the Red and White Sox. Not …
I Was Your Silver Lining But Now I’m Gold
F@#king Jon Lester. That’s what I said. Yesterday. When the game ended. F@#king Jon Lester. But I said it in the good way. The way …
New House Of Horrors For The Red Sox?
After taking two-out-of-three in the hellhole that is Tropicana Field, I thought the Sox would be able to win anywhere. Then they traveled to Chicago …
Starring Paul Byrd as Icarus and the Chicago White Sox as The Sun
Last week, Paul Byrd gave us more power than we could have possibly imagined when he inexplicably out dueled Doc Halladay. Last night, he fell …
Red Asks, Byrd Answers
Yeah, that’s Paul Byrd, not Carl Spackler. Although watching him pitch last night, I think the groundskeeper would have been an upgrade. Ten hits and …
Greg Luzinski, His Beard and His Glasses Welcome You to Chicago
“Hi.” In other news, we got a hell of a lot more out of Paul Byrd in his first 2009 start than I thought we’d …
Why I Hate the White Sox: A Tale of Remembrance
Andrew over at the White Sox blog 35th Street Review asked me to guest post at his place in advance of tonight’s hot Sox-on-Sox action. …
Powered By Beard
The Magical Mystery Beard has done it again: 3 more hits (bringing his average to a lofty .316) including his 34th double, an RBI and …
Why Did You Take the Time to Tell Me That You Came to Say Goodbye?
Lame. For the umpteenth straight game, Commander Kick Ass went tits up early, giving up two more home runs–a grand total of 14 dingers over …
With Autumn Closing In
It happened again. One minute I’m scraping ice off my windshield and praying for the arrival of spring…and baseball. The next thing I know, the …
Thank You Sir May I Have Another
I can only hope that, after last night’s win in the Helldome, Hideki Okajima and Paps took Jacoby Ellsbury out on the town for prime …
Look Sharp… and Kick Ass!
The numbers say the Red Sox are rendered impotent in the steely haze of Tropicana Field. Amazingly, they’ve won only two games in this hell-hole …
David Cassidy Mistakes Fenway for Love Boat
During last weekend’s Jimmy Fund telethon festivities at Fenway, ’70s teen hero David Cassidy was zipped in to sing the National Anthem. Now, I’ve seen …
Paul Byrd Beats Roy Halladay and Other Things I Never Thought I’d Be Typing in 2009
When yesterday’s game drew to a close, my first thought (delivered via SG Twitter, where all my ridiculously lame first thoughts go these days) was, …
Clay Slays Jays; Now Birds Meet Byrd
On a night after Beckett struggled with the long-ball, it was nice to see Clay Buchholz shut down the Jays and help us secure our …
Attention, Opposing Teams: October Beckett is in the Wings
Watching Josh Beckett give up a couple more home runs last night–that’s 12 in his last four starts for those not keeping count–I thought two …
Wait Until Next Year
So, Red has already regaled you with his slightly embellished memories of our first annual Surviving Grady “F%ck Cancer” event. The truth isn’t very flattering: …
Here’s to What the Future Brings I Know Tomorrow You’ll Find Better Things
I didn’t think I’d had that much to drink during last night’s SG fundraiser for The Jimmy Fund at Crossroads Ale House. But when someone …
F@*K Cancer
I can’t say anything that Red didn’t say in his post, and I couldn’t have said it better anyway. But I will share some personal …
The Stuff That Matters
The thing about cancer is that it doesn’t give a shit who you are or how old you are or who you know or how …
Ortiz Doth Bestride the Narrow Earth Like a Colossus. And Hits Some Major F#$king Home Runs, Too.
Doesn’t a walk-off home run from Big Papi just feel better? Don’t get me wrong. I’ll take a walk-off from any of our guys on …
Much Ado About Nothing
Look, I’m a busy guy. I don’t read a lot of Shaughnessy, and have only a fleeting interest in most sports radio (AKA the drive …
The Cup Is Never Half-Full or Half-Empty, ‘Cuz We Keep Re-Filling It
A couple ugly plays early on threatened to sink us, especially that one where Okajima–looking as comfortable as a guy waiting to catch a piano …
Bagging Wagner
When I heard that the Sox got Wagner, I was pretty freakin’ excited. I mean, the guy’s baseball card is worth millions. Plus, he’s a …
Welcome to the Rest of the Season
First things first: Thank you, Jose Contreras. Because if you hadn’t booted that bases-loaded dribbler that Ortiz unceremoniously corked off with two outs in the …