Okay. Seriously. The next person who yells “Hey, Devern, get your hand off your sack” from the stands is going to die. I mean I will kill the motherf–ker — male or female, child or grandma — with my bare hands. And possibly a big-ass hunk of chain.
Also, ran into Tito at the Arby’s downtown. Guy had no idea who I was, and even asked me if I could refill the horsey sauce dispenser. So that making the club thing doesn’t look so good right now.
"SURVIVING GRADY is Red Sox Nation's 'Mystery Science Theater 3000.' Brilliant, irreverent, and merciless." -- Stewart O'Nan, author, 
