The Cashman-Headwarmer Dialogues: Episode 645: Victory, Thy Name is Yankees
Cashman: Well, that’s that. Two wins out of three in Boston. Seven and a half game lead in the division. The East is ours and …
You can’t start a fire sitting ’round crying over a broken heart
So I missed the game last night, instead deciding to see Springsteen at the Comcast Center (forever “Great Woods” to me, much like the Blue …
This Ain’t No Foolin’ Around
This season’s Red Sox – Yankee series has been a see-saw battle of one-sided events. Eight in a row by the good guys to start …
What’s the Frequency, A.J.?
I’ll be the first to admit: I had about as much confidence in Tazawa beating Burnett as I had in Rob Schneider sustaining a career …
In Keeping With the Spinal Tap Theme…
…last night’s game gets a two-word review: shit sandwich. I figgered Brad Penny would rise to the occasion, prove the naysayers wrong and crank out …
Tonight We’re Gonna Rock You Tonight
I hate going out on a limb and making predictions, especially when Brad Penny, the Steven Seagal of pro baseball, is on the hill against …
Meet the Bloggers, Kick the Bloggers
Next week, Denton and I will be doing our part for the Jimmy Fund Telethon by holding a Sox game watching thing at Crossroads Ale …
Demolition Men
Such are the highs and lows of the 2009 post-All Star Game Sox. Last Friday, after that come-from-behind, ninth inning laser show, I was secretly …
He Walks The Line
Yes, that is Joe Maddon. No, it is not an old photo of him before his hair turned gray. Maddon dyed his hair black in …
To Be The Man, You Must Beat The Man. So That Makes Clay Buchholz The Man.
I don’t like to brag, but I totally called that one. And it hasn’t happened a lot this season. Typically when I predict a big …
Big Man on Paper
On paper, tonight’s match-up between Magic Roy Halladay and Li’l Clay Buchholz–perhaps the only guy in the world who makes Bronson Arroyo look Ebert-esque–doesn’t look …
"Who The Hell is Rod Barajas and Why Does He Hate Us So Much?" or "How I Died A Hundred Times Between 7:00 and 11:00pm, Eastern Time"
Look, 2009 Red Sox, I’m a guy who doesn’t need a lot of extra excitement in his life. I make my own excitement, goddam it. …
Drew’s Clues
Journey with us, friends, as we venture inside the mind of J.D. Drew Friday’s ninth inning comeback win in Texas. Okay. It’s the top of …
Women Swooning, Opposing Batters Cowering. Business as Usual for Josh Beckett.
There aren’t many sure things on this 2009 team — at least not a lot of positive sure things. But one of them is Commander …
Off-Day, Off-Topic: Download This Song Now!
Nights without fresh baseball leave me feeling like a sack of loose change, howling at the moon, peering at the neighbor’s wife through the blinds …
This Goes All The Way to the Top
After watching the Sox drop the series to the Texas Rangers and fall a half-game out of the Wild Card lead, a drinking buddy and …
The Terry Francona Motivational Speaker Series
Guys, we’re all aware of the struggles we’ve been having putting runs up and winning games. We’ve wasted a lot of good pitching performances with …
Things I’d Rather See Tek Doing…
The Red Sox have thrown out eight baserunners trying to steal this season, 103 have made it safely. Last night the Rangers swiped eight bases …
Hangin’ Tough
The top of the AL East, our former place of residence, has long since been abandoned. Now our current digs atop the AL Wild Card …
Tek, V-Mart, Surviving Grady T-Shirt Spark Rally
I don’t want to sound presumptuous, because God knows there are about a million variables that you could pin last night’s mind-boggling win in Texas …
Remember Me?
I’m back! You need a glove to show some love up the middle? I’m your man.
The Line-Up That Wasn’t There
There are two great axioms in baseball. One is, “When Julian Tavarez asks you if you’d like to see his pet snake Armando, never answer …
Lunch Time With Remy
Actually, it’ll be more like lunch time with Buchholz, as the young hurler takes the hill against Justin Verlander. But we do have a brief …
To Paraphrase the Great .38 Special,We Want You Back Where You Belong, Remdawg
There wasn’t much more I could have asked from Tuesday night’s game, but it turns out I missed the triumphant return of Remy to the …
And Starring Kevin Youkilis as the Rampaging Rhino
As I have long been suspected of not actually existing, a theory several people (including certain ex-girlfriends, SG commenters and Denton) continue to perpetuate, I …
A Visit Long Overdue
The Sox and Tigers had been trading beanballs since last night’s game. When Rick Porcello plunked Youk with the first pitch of the second inning, …
I Remember Winning
Thunderclaps of applause spilling across the Fens and down the Pike. Jubilant drunks high-fiving strangers in the streets. Pretty girls in their Sox caps smiling …
Where The Grass Is Green And The Girls Are Pretty
Yesterday morning, in offices all across New England, belts and ties were being confiscated and all letter openers, scissors and hole-punchers were securely locked away. …
Put Away the Foam Finger and Papelbon Puppet: New York Media Declares the 2009 Season Officially Over
It’s okay to admit that you felt it, even for a few brief moments. When Victor Martinez went yard in the eighth last night, I …
Shades of 2006
On August 17, 2006 the Sox were a game-and-a-half out of first in the AL East. The next day, a 5-game showdown with the first-place …
And The Hits Just Keep On Not Coming
The Sox’ offense has now pulled a pretty convincing Jimmy Hoffa for twenty-four consecutive innings, disappearing without a trace and leaving no indication that it’s …
AUTOMOBILE?!?
Day late and a dollar short, but RIP John Hughes, who gave us cinema’s greatest line ever: “Well, uh, let’s see, he was wearing a …
On Any Given Night (or Afternoon Game Against the Yankees) Anything Can Happen
Okay, this was the post in which I was gonna reflect wistfully on last night’s trainwreck of a loss. But, honestly, I’ve got nothing more …
Six Hours of My Life I’ll Never Get Back
That was the best game and the worst loss of the season. Crushing not just because it ate up over 5 and a half hours …
Red Sox Brass Read My Post, Send Smoltz to Moon; Commander Kick Ass Ready to Kick Ass
Well, someone at Red Sox HQ heard my last post, as Smoltz was DFA’d this afternoon. Hey, it would have been a great story if …