Save the Date

You know the feeling, it’s just some unsuspecting Tuesday when you get the card in the mail. It’s a “Save the Date” for an upcoming wedding. You go to the calendar and cross out a Saturday, knowing all too well that one is shot. (No, that’s not how I felt about...

Wednesday’s Links – Silly Spring Statistics

I don’t know about you guys, but I’ve been kind of bored with the World Baseball Classic so far. I’m wasn’t expecting much, but at least more than these mediocre games. Remember a couple seasons ago, where we all said Prince Fielder lost his...

You Ask Questions, Nick Cafardo Hates Them, Beats Dead Horses!

I have been stoked about this one for a full week now. Last week, my predecessor on this beat (twitter handle chip_buck) went on a tweeted rant about this mailbag, and it lives up to its head scratch worthiness. In full editorial honesty, I remain unsure if the joke...

A Song for the Season

Alfredo Aceves — Crazy (Gnarls Barkley) As a general rule of thumb, anyone who chooses their number as a tribute to Dennis Rodman has a screw, or two, lose. Aceves is certainly not an exception. Andrew Bailey — Everybody Hurts (REM) Every player gets hurt...

…In Which the 2004 World Series Was Won By Intangibles, Cafardo Style!

FORT MYERS, Fla. – Except for the Alfredo Aceves blip, the Red Sox have had a pretty uneventful spring training so far. There seems to be harmony in the clubhouse with John Farrell at the head of things. The players seem to be happy and good natured. All we have to...

Daniel Nava: Odd Man Out?

With Opening Day a mere 5 weeks away I thought it would be as good a time as any to take a look at the potential 2013 Opening Day Boston Red Sox offensive roster. This is, of course, taken with a grain of salt, as we all know that health with not remain perfect...

A Proud Member Since 1986

It’s the most polarizing pronoun in the sports world: We. Using this will cause you to frequently encounter snarky replies like “Oh were you on the field?” (No, genius, that stuff gets you fined and jailed these days.) Or “what number do you wear?” (Trot Nixon’s #7,...