These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do. One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you. -Nancy Sinatra
Public Service Announcement: OK, here we go! Woo hoo hoo! It’s JD Drew. Everybody’s been hating on JD. Everybody’s been irating on JD. Everybody’s been defecating on JD. Not today though. We gotta sha-la-la-la-la-la, live for today though. And don’t worry ’bout tomorrow, hey, hey, hey though. Read More »
A buddy of mine sent me this link. I never thought I’d live to see the day somebody used me as a reference. Wikipedia or not. I am footnote number five. “Drew has also been criticized by fans and the media for his perceived lack of effort, leading to nicknames such as ‘D.L. Drew’ or ‘Nancy Drew.’” Thank you JD. Thank you Wikipedia. Thank you Al Gore.
Peace out homies. Six Two and Even!
Don’t you know I’m still standing better than I ever did. Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid. -Elton John
Public Service Announcement: Ok, here we go! What’s crack-a-lacking sports fans? Woo doggy! Theeeeeee Red Sox win! Down 3-1. Against all odds. Take a good look at me now, ‘cos I’ll still be standing here. And you coming back to me is against all odds. It’s the chance I’ve gotta take. Take a look at me now.
Take a look at the Boston Red Sox. Lookie lookie the Red Sox get the cookie. The world they shookie. I shook up the world! I shook up the world! I done wrestled with an alligator, I done tussled with a whale; handcuffed lightning, thrown thunder in jail; only last week, I murdered a rock, injured a stone, hospitalized a brick; I’m so mean I make medicine sick.
The Red Sox made the Cleveland Indians sick. Dice-K showed his worth and helped the Red Sox reach the World Series for the second time in the past four seasons. Maybe it was redemption. Maybe it was destiny. Maybe the Red Sox are who we thought they were, if you want to crown them crown them. I’m crowning them.
- I’m crowning Manny. He has been much maligned. Much maligned but walked the line. Threw on a line. Threw out Kenny Lofton and scared the bejeezus out of him. Scared him so much Lofton later held at third and refused to score to tie it up.
- I’m crowning Dustin Pedroia. Pedroia’s first career postseason home run made him the first rookie to go yard in an ALCS Game Seven. He joined National Leaguers Andruw Jones and Miguel Cabrera as the third rookie to hit an LCS Game 7 homer. But that’s not all. He tore into a Betancourt fastball for a bases-clearing double in the eighth. That double made him the first rookie to amass five RBIs in an LCS game. He scored three runs, finishing the series with eight runs scored, a new ALCS rookie record. Goodness gracious!
- I’m crowning Boom Boom Beckett. The best big game pitcher I’ve ever seen. The best big game pitcher there’s ever been. The best big game pitcher from here to Abelene.
- I’m crowning Curt Schilling. Even without his bloody sock he gets things done. Doin’ it and doin’ it and doin’ it well. Throwing seven innings of masterful six-hit baseball. When the Saturday night was over, Schilling was 4-0 (1.37 ERA) in five starts with his team facing elimination. Yowza!
- I’m crowning Jonathon Papelbon. The best closer in all of baseball. Entered in the eighth. Entered in the eighth with two on. Entered in the eight with none out. Entered in the eighth and struck out Neanderthal Hafner on three pitches. Got Victor Martinez to ground out. Got Garko to fly to deep center, where Ellsbury made a fabulous running catch near the Boston bullpen.
- I’m crowning JD Drew. Grand Slamming JD Drew. All manning JD Drew.
- I’m crowning Coco Crisp. Starting centerfielder all season. Only to be sat down in games six and seven of the ALCS. Bitter? No way. No shame in his game. Made a spectacular grab. An astonishing grab. A stupendous hustle grab to end the game. Running far to make an over-the-shoulder grab before slamming into the wall. That my friends, is what a baseball player looks like.
This my friends, is what a baseball team looks like. Now it’s time for the Red Sox to tap the Rockies. Roll Sox roll!
Public Acknowledgements: Phil Collins, Muhammed Ali, Dennis Green, Johnny Cash and LL Cool J
Peace out homies. Six Two and Even!
You gotta roll, roll, roll. You gotta thrill my soul, all right. Roll, roll, roll, roll-a, thrill my soul. Let it roll, all night long. -Doors
Public Service Announcement: OK, here we go! Woo hoo hoo! It’s JD Drew. Everybody’s been hating on JD. Everybody’s been irating on JD. Everybody’s been defecating on JD. Not today though. We gotta sha-la-la-la-la-la, live for today though. And don’t worry ’bout tomorrow, hey, hey, hey though. â€˜Cause the Sox are rolling today.
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’. Though the streams are swollen. Keep them Bosox rollin’. Red Sox! How ’bout them Red Sox? How ’bout JD Drew? Worth the waiting, right? The anticipating, right? Dustin Pedroia and Kevin Youkilis get on by way of the infield hit. Papi’s up! Draws a three and two walk. Bases chucked. Manny? King of the salami? K. Lowell? Mr. RBI himself? Pop out. Here he comes. Goat of the year. No paddle and boat of the year. Grand slammy! Strawberry Jammy! Happy as a Cape Cod clammy! Ballgame!
JD Drew was the first player in college baseball history to hit 30 home runs and steal 30 bases in the same season. As a freshman, he became the first player to hit three home runs in a single College World Series game. Yowza! As a Seminole, he became one of only three players in college baseball history to have 100 hits, 100 runs and 100 RBIs. Yowza again.
In his rookie year, as a Cardinal, he was drawing comparisons to Stan the Man and the Mick. Then the injuries began. Then the name-calling began. Nancy Drew. DL Drew. Sticks and stones. 2004. Best season of his life. Power, patience, and defense. That was his mantra. .305/.436/.569 with 31 home runs, 118 walks, and 96 RBI’s. Finished 6th in the MVP voting. Not for nothing, last year’s numbers were not vastly different from those of 2004. And not for nothing else, he plays the hell out of right field. Dwight Evans style.
Last night, JD redeemed himself. Tonight, Dice-K needs to do the same. Yup, stay away from my window. Stay away from my back door too. Disconnect the telephone line. Relax baby and draw that blind. Tonight’s the night. It’s gonna be all right. Roll Sox, roll!
Public Acknowledgements: Bob Ryan, Grass Roots, Rawhide and Rod Stewart
Peace out homies. Six Two and Even!
You gotta roll, roll, roll. You gotta thrill my soul, alright. Roll, roll, roll, roll-a, thrill my soul. Let it roll, all night long. -Doors
Public Service Announcement: OK, here we go! The Boston Red Sox. I made a bet with my boy Nostradomus. Bet, bet bet…BEEEEEEETTTTTTTTTT! Fred Flintstone style. I had Tiger, he had the field. I lost. Now I have to write a post praising the Yankees. Egads man. Not today though. I gotta sha-la-la-la-la-la, live for today though. And don’t worry ’bout tomorrow, hey, hey, hey though. ‘Cause the Sox are rolling today. Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’. Though the streams are swollen. Keep them Bosox rollin’. Red Sox! How ’bout them Red Sox? Read More »
There’s talk on the street; it sounds so familiar. Great expectations, everybody’s watching you. -Eagles
Public Service Announcement: OK, here we go! David Jonathan Drew. Then why JD? Who cares? Am I the only citizen in Red Sox Nation who actually likes this move? Am I Billy Joe Armstrong? The only one and walking alone. Boulevard of Broken Dreams style. I am here to say on record, this is an outstanding acquisition. Outstanding. My boy, Bill the Killer Mueller thinks so too: “I tell you what, he’s a great player, a great individual, and a character guy. Any left-handed bat like his, the way he uses the whole field, he should have great success there.” Read More »