Living La Vida Loca!  -Ricky Martin

Public Service Announcement:  12 games in a row.  Just completed  the sweep of the best team in baseball.  Handedly.  Willie Randolph:  “We ran into a hot ball club at the wrong time.”  You certainly did.  These are the kinds of streaks where championships are made.  The litmus tests.  The Sox passed with flying colors.  Coconut Crisp all hepped up on Red Bull.  Coconut Crisp manufacturing runs.  Coconut Crisp stealing runs away with defense.  Schill said it might have been the best catch he’d ever seen.  Loretta called it the “play of the year.”  As Coco’s thumb gets better, so will his bat.  Papi’s up!  What does he do?  Hit his 200th.  Hank Aaron, here we come.  Well at least Reggie Jackson.  These guys have not made an error in 16 games, tying a major league record.  Not your grand daddy’s Sox.  Curt Schilling feeling healthy for the 1st time since 2004.  It shows.  If not for Santana, the Thrill is having a Cy Young caliber season.        Read More »

Up all night so you don’t have to.

Public Service Announcement:  Ok here we go!  You want ‘em, you got ‘em.  Random Draft Notes.       Read More »

I’m A Newlywed, Not A Divorcee, And Everything I Do Is Funky Like Lee Dorsey.  -Beastie Boys

Public Service Announcement: Alright, here we go.  The Red Sox express.  Ten games strong.  Next stop, October.  Keep putting those Yankees further back in the rear view mirror.  Caution: objects appear smaller.

The Bomber bats are just that these days.  But hold on.  This is about the Sox.  The first place Sox with a lead that is going to grow and grow.  Last night they dimantled the so called “best team baseball.”  They made their young superstars look silly.                             Read More »

Don’t call it a comeback!  -LL Cool J

Public Service Announcement: OK, here we go!  The Knicks are a complete joke.  The worst franchise in sports bar none.  Its just gross what’s going on over there at MSG.  The latest press conference confirms just that.  Doesn’t Mr. Dolan have any smart sons who could run the team? A daughter even?  I guess not because dumb son #1 James Dolan and company hosted an intimate gathering. Just the Knick beat writers.  Nobody else.  Truly courageous.  Dolan had this to say:  “I’m saying this with Isaiah right here.  Its his team.  He made this bed…He has one year, one season to make significant changes.”       Read More »

A fanatic is one who can’t change his mind, and won’t change the subject.  -Winston Churchill

Public Service Announcement: OK, here we go! I have been accused here in these pages of hating the Yankees too much. That I should relax. Take a valium. I’m too vengeful they say. I’m sorry people. I am a Red Sox fan. I will not be a Yankee apologist. I will not relent. Some folks, like Denis Leary, have grown complacent: “If they don’t win this year, I don’t care. I’ve got my championship. Waited my whole life…I got one. I’m done.” Are you out of your cotton pickin’ mind Denis. Are you? What the hell has gotten into you? I will not have my children’s children’s children endure the chants of 2004. In that horrible singsong chant. Gives me shivers just thinking about it.        Read More »

Drop whines, drop dimes, drop hits, man when I drop, it’s ova wit. -B2K

Public Service Announcement: OK, here we go!  First Ken Caminitti.  Then Jose. Then Shadows.  Now this.  I mentioned briefly today about Jason Grimsley’s indictment.  Not to sound too much like Walt Frazier, but I had not fully digested the magnitude of the affidavit.  Holy Cow!  This cat names names.  A lot of them.  But I’m getting ahead of myself.  The reason for the search and seizure conducted his home?  “Grimsley’s and other Major League Baseball players illegal receipt of the prescription drugs, anabolic steroids, human growth hormone (HGH), and amphetamines…”  Yowza!  This all started on April 19^th.  Two kits of HGH were delivered to Jason by a US Postal Inspector.  A sting operation.  They stung him real good like.  He agreed to cooperate with the investigation.  Big Pussy style.  He was interviewed for two hours.  What a two hours it must have been.  Jason talked extensively about his receipt and use of steroids.  Jason talked extensively about his receipt and use amphetamines.  Jason talked extensively about his receipt and use of HGH.  Jason also talked extensively about “his knowledge of other MLB players receipt and use of athletic performance-enhancing drugs.”  Uh-oh.  Some guys are pooing their pants right now.  Selig too.  If you ask me, he’s as dirty as the dopers.  Oh ya, he didn’t know anything about this.  Right.  The US Postal Service did.  The IRS did.  They set him up and netted him.           Read More »

Public Service Announcement:  I just don’t get it.  How is this happening?  How is it possible?  Down 1 ½ games.  Lost two in a row to the Columbus Clippers. The walking wounded.  Easy wins, right?  Nope.

Who needs Matsui?  They got Melky.  Scoring runs.  Knocking in runs.  Robbing homeruns.  Winning ballgames.  Farnsworthless on the mound.  Manny hit it hard.  Manny hit it long.  Melky got on his horse.  Melky reached the 399 yard marker.  He leaped.  Backhand grab.  Smash into the wall.  Highlight reels galore.  There’s your game.  Just like that.  No game tying homerun.  No late inning heroics.  Melky!  Melky!  Melky!  Theeeeeee Yankees win.                        Read More »

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  Ouch!  This one smarts.  This one really smarts.  What will his team do without him?  He leads them in runs.  He leads them in home runs.  He leads them RBI’s.  He leads them to first place.  Without him, how far do they plummet?  What depths will they sink to?  Who will replace him?  The names that keep popping are Kevin Youkils and Connor Jackson.  But can the Greek God of Walks really replace The Latin God of Home Runs?  Can Conner Jackson toe the line?  Unfortunately those are the best names out there.  The other names?  Ben Broussard.  Lyle Overbay.  Justin Morneau.  Sean Casey.  All to be had.  Big Ben’s numbers are the best of that bunch, but I don’t know.  I just don’t trust him.  Who will they have to give up to get one of those guys?  Bobby Crosby?  Ian Kinsler?  These are the very important issues an owner has to deal with.  A fantasy owner.  King Albert Pujols was carrying my Hoboken Blue Sox.  In first place for over a month.  No looking back.   Then, next thing you know, Pop!  Aramis Ramirez hits a pop foul.  Pop! Winnie the Pujols feels a pop in his right side.  Pop!  Pop goes the weasel.  Pop! Pop go my Blue Sox.  We won’t know until later today what the real damage is.  We won’t know until later today how long he will be out.  We do know will be put on the DL.  We do know now this spells trouble for the Blue Sox.  We do know Alfonso Soriano can’t do this alone.  “If you told me right now he’d be out two weeks, I’d buy you dinner the rest of the year,” manager Tony La Russa said.  Me too Tony, me too. Me, and Pujols owners everywhere.         Read More »

A Tour de Force

Public Service Announcement:  All right, here we go.  Lance Armstrong.  American hero.  Won the Tour de France.  Won it a record seven consecutive times.  Fought brain surgery.  Fought cancer.  Sportsman of the Year.  Yellow bracelets everywhere. Live Strong. Cheater. Cheater.  Cheater.

I’m not taking away any of those feats of brilliance.  Just like we can’t take away Barry’s 715.  Just like we can’t take back Jose’s MVP and give it to the Gator.  Doesn’t mean they didn’t cheat.

Lance was exonerated today by a Dutch investigator.  Exonerated for statements made in a French paper that he used. That he was actually caught.  Good for him.  Armstrong:  “The report confirms my innocence.”  Ya, sure it does Lance.              Read More »

Back from the dead

Public Service Announcement:  Goooooaaaaaaaaaaalllll!!!  Alright.  Here we go.  Here it comes.  Here comes the World Cup baby!  Woo Hoo!  Are you kidding me?  I couldn’t be any less inspired.  There is not a single chance I will watch even one of these games.  Maybe, maybe, if the U.S. gets into the finals, I’ll watch, maybe.  But that’s not going to happen, so, like I said, I will not be watching.

Let me start this rant to combat all those who say “Soccer is the most popular sport in the world.”  So what?  Big Macs are more popular than filet minon.  Which one would are you going to eat?  The last Nielson Ratings had American Idol on top.  Is that the best show on TV?  Absolutely not.  Its the most popular though.  So that argument is bupkis.  And not for nothing, that’s the only justification soccer apologists can come up with.  They never talk about the excitement.  How could they?  Soccer has to be the dullest sport out there.  Period.  Duller than golf.  Duller than the luge.  I can’t bear to watch these guys running up and down field, time and time again, with no action what-so-ever.  None.  The chances of scoring are infintesimal.  Why do you think there are so many 0-0 ties.  Gross.  Give me NASCAR any day, and that’s saying something.                                       Read More »