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…for your favorite moment of the Red Sox’ 2008 season. Myself, I gotta go with Jason Bay sliding home with the run that won the …
…for your favorite moment of the Red Sox’ 2008 season. Myself, I gotta go with Jason Bay sliding home with the run that won the …
It might be easy to write off the re-signing of Wake as sentimentality run wild. But for the money, you can’t find a better number …
It’s officially hot stove season. Which means, once again, that anyone with a pulse can and likely will on the Yankees’ radar. Like Manny! Manny …
Congratulations to the Phillies, World Series Champions. I’m not quite sure how I came to have such distaste for the Rays, but I was quite …
Imagine, for a moment, that the Sox didn’t win the 2004 World Series. When the dust cleared and I eventually got out of therapy, I …
Back in the late 80s, I was offered a ticket to The Who’s farewell show at the old Foxboro Stadium. I was young and foolish …
The Rays are in Philly for the next three games, and today’s Herald tells us that the welcome wagon was in full effect. Added reliever …
One of the toughest choices the Sox are gonna make this offseason concerns the Captain himself, Jason Varitek. The tough guy with the Pee Wee …
Random thoughts before I drive the hookers home: 1) Call it the Attack of Former Red Sox Managers. During last week’s ALCS, Walpole Joe Morgan …
Wanna know the strangest thing about today? It’s not that the goddam Tampa Bay Devil Rays are about to play in the World Series, giving …
Hey, you. Over there. In the skirt. My name’s Derek. And I’d like you to welcome me into your heart. Again. Derek Lowe is putting …
Somewhere, somehow, there has to be someone who got drunk in Vegas last spring and, for a couple laughs, put money down on Tampa Bay …
If only we didn’t start the season with that goddam trip to Japan… Kidding. Honestly, I thought we’d do it. Once we took game five, …
Well, here we go again. The entire season comes down to one game. Tradition vs. dome. Beard vs. Mowhawk. Uncle Teets vs. Grandpa Joe. The …
Keep prayin’, baby. How many times? How many times can we keep the devil in check? Blow cheap cigar smoke in Death’s face? Stuff the …
If I learned anything from the 2004 ALCS, it’s that you don’t get greedy. You take one precious game at a time when your team’s …
Sure, there were a lot of great Red Sox Pop Culture Moments. Like the time a slightly drunken Carl Yastrzemski appeared on the Tonight Show …
…so if you give us a chance to remember The love we had once together Wait and see Time is all that we really need …
Excellent work, I say. By allowing ourselves to once again assume the role of Ned Beatty in Deliverance, by dropping our third straight playoff game …
Nervous? What do you mean, nervous? Me?! Nervous? About Shakey Tim Wakey on the mound? In a most critical playoff game? In which a loss …
Good. That was my first impression watching the Sox get taken out behind the woodshed by, in no particular order, the entire Rays batting order, …
Once again, Denton and I will help knock the fine art of liveblogging down to jerk level with running commentary on today’s game three at …
For a game that started out like happy hour at Thunder Mountain, it slowly devolved into a torturous, horribly-umpired affair, ultimately crashing with Hindenburgesque splendor …
At least when he’s on he is. Listen, I’ve heard it non-stop today on the talk shows, in the barrooms (hell yes, I hang there …
Look at that glorious filthy bastard! Look at him! Mere facial hair to most, but to clever people like me who talk loudly in restaurants, …
DAISUKE! SHIELDS! COCO! COWBELLS! THAT GODDAM RAYS MASCOT! JOE MADDON’S HIPPER-THAN-THOU EYEWARE. IT’S ALL SET TO COLLIDE TONIGHT… AT THE TROP! Also, it’s our first …
Think the handsome millionaires who play for your favorite pro baseball teams are immune to the current economic slowdown and credit crunch? Guess again! They …
I live in my own mind. Ain’t nothin’ but a good time. No rain just sunshine. Out here in my own mind.
Is it just me, or does it seem like it’s been a hundred days since we last saw a baseball game? Thank god the drought …
Last year, as the Sox barrelled toward an improbable victory over the Injuns in the ALCS, the K-Men’s wooden Papelbon puppet–or, “The Pappet”, as we …
Mentally drained. Slightly drunk (again). Hoarse, pale and gaunt. Only two meals today–Red Bull and a Pop Tart for breakfast, pork chop and half-case of …
No bets. No guarantees. No braggadocio. No “Here we come, Tampa Bay.” Although I hated the outcome, last night’s Sox loss was everything you could …
Every time I see Mikey “Scenic” Lowell hobbling to the plate or contorting his body in the field, I think two things. The first is, …
You’re lying. If the minute you heard the words “Javy Lopez coming in to pitch,” you didn’t know this thing was over, you’re a filthy …
Easy. Because tonight, Commander Kick Ass of the F@#k Yeah Brigade, as we have so christened him, will be tussling with Anaheim in what could …