In case tonight turns out to be Wake’s last Red Sox start, he should be carried in on a sedan chair and showered in roses and BC chicks.
And damn right I meant what I said.
Tonight, if you’re any kind of American at all, you’ll stand up for Timmy Wakefield. Whether you’re at the ballpark, in your living room, at the supermarket, in the casino, on your girlfriend’s bed, or stumbling up the stairs of Crossroads pub, you need to do the right thing.
And the right thing is… standing up for Tim Wakefield.