Well, we’ve been AWOL for a few months. But now we’re back. Why the absence, you ask? It’s a number of factors. Other sports (like football and college basketball) seem to take precedence over hot stove rumors. Also, I feel like it’s a waste of time to follow possible trades and deals and prospects. The Yankees are gonna do what the Yankees are gonna do. They never ask me my opinion on players and contracts, nor should they. So we let Brian Cashman and staff do all their dealings and evaluations, then we pick up the scent once Spring Training starts. And today it starts!
While the Yankees improved their pitching staff and upgraded some prospects, the Red Sox are still wallowing in their awful finish of last season. The New England media sports outlets and fans are still outraged about the behavior of certain players last year (see our previous post). The Red Sox players in question have really not addressed the issues and their new manager Rodeo Clown Bobby Valentine has not talked about it, either. Oh, he can comment on the Yankees pitching trades and how he invented the wrap sandwich, but he’s mum about beer and fried chicken in the clubhouse. Dan Shaughnessy of the Boston Globe called for a big mea culpa in his column today. A little “I’m sorry” goes a long way; just ask Andy Pettitte. But potty-mouth Josh Beckett, with his hands still greasy from KFC, still feels that if they had won just one more game, all the clubhouse divisiveness would have been forgotten. Probably true but you can’t go back in time–you’ve gotta face the music.
And speaking of facing the music….veteran Red Sox pitcher Tim Wakefield called it quits yesterday and decided to retire. He was a classy guy and his knuckleball was an ugly pitch that made hitters look like Goofy at the plate. Every member of Red Sox Nation has fond memories of the guy, but my favorite is this pitching stint in October of 2003….
If you’re not familiar with the game, shame on you. But you can check this out: http://mlb.mlb.com/video/play.jsp?content_id=3218889
Ah, yes, I’m ready for some baseball. 🙂
It gets late early out there.