August 2009

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 second straight win, especially seeing as how the Yanks and Rangers won as well. In mowing down Toronto on three hits and 9 Ks through 8 and 1/3 innings, Clay [...]

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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 things. First, it’s fortunate that Commander Kick Ass is struggling with the long ball now, when the offense is good ‘n’ fired up, instead of, say, July, when our line-up [...]

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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: the twenty-something-year-olds schooled Rich and I at Beer Pong. Which doesn’t bother me at all because I happen to think it is a pretty stupid game. Bars used to have [...]

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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 called out that Nick Green was pitching, I instantly shut myself off, figuring I was already slipping into the hallucinatory state. Of course, by the time Green hit the mound [...]

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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 experiences. In the past I have participated in a lot of volunteer events for The Jimmy Fund. I have completed the Jimmy Fund Marathon Walk several times, I ran the [...]

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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 much money your folks left you in that trust fund or how many jobs you’re working to keep food on the table or how many hours you spent studying for [...]

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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 a steamy August night at Fenway. But there’s just something about seeing that stoic profile as it turns to chart the ball’s trajectory. Those meat-eater arms rising up into the [...]

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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 to work and the drive back home). But for the few moments I was able to listen today, it seemed all anyone wanted to talk about was Napoleon Danomite’s column [...]

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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 from a tenth-story window–attempted a back-to-the-plate basket catch on a routine infield pop fly. Needless to say, it didn’t work out, and Carlos Quentin was awarded the single cheapest hit [...]

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