Foulke Implosion

Keith Foulke already found out all about the barbecue in Birmingham. Maybe this time, he can tell us about the Burger King in Brighton. Or Braintree. Or Bridgewater. Or Brockton. For as sure as he ventured to Alabama in search of better ribs than Redbones’, Foulke’s coming back to Boston for knee surgery, his season […]

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Jenkins Variations

“When the ninth inning rolled around yesterday and the score was tied, the largest crowd this season stood as if victory had become an inalienable right, as if the concept of defeat was unpatriotic…To upstage another New York team 37 years later would be like an extra scoop of ice cream on a piece of […]

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Pay Rickey

If you don’t know, life in the minors is different from life in the big leagues. In the big leagues, you’re eatin’ steak every night, sometimes with shrimp on it or that sauce that Rickey can’t spell the name of. In the minor leagues, dudes get like $10 a day in meal money. $10! Even […]

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Phanatics in our Midst

As you know, ordinary American citizens play a vital role in the War on Terror. It is often only by the watchful eye and diligent reporting of true patriots that terrorism is squelched on these shores before it has a chance to strike. Earlier today, federal agents raided the locker room at beautiful new Citizens […]

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Mike Piazza’s Political Soapbox

Hey, I’m Mike Piazza, All-Star catcher for the New York Mets. And I’d like to talk to you about Social Security. If you’re like me, you stay awake late at night worrying about the future of this country. “What am I gonna do when I’m really old?” you ask. “Who’s gonna provide for my kids […]

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Riding the Pine

If you listened to some of these purists talk about it, Brendan Donnelly crapped on Cy Young’s grave out there the other night. Bull! The fact is, Donnelly plays about as tough as anybody out there, and the Krukster’s got no love for guys who don’t sack up and game hard. That crybaby Frank Robinson […]

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Where Is The Love For… Scott Erickson?

We here in the Dodgers front office hear what you’re saying, fans. Scott Erickson has got to go. Scott Erickson is the worst pitcher in the major leagues. What the meatheads and frat boys aren’t telling you is that Scott Erickson is a proven winner. This is a man, let’s not forget, who propelled his […]

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Pay Rickey

Life in the minor leagues! Sure, Rickey’s making 400 bucks a week, wearing a purple uniform, living with some corny-ass host family way out in El Cajon, and batting .194, but that don’t matter. Rickey’s watching the Oakland A’s, man. He read that “Moneyball” book. Billy Beane’s a good writer! And Rickey sees Eric Byrnes […]

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Enter the Groundskeeper

There’s something that you learn early on when you begin working at a news publication: journalism is about facts. And facts, as President Reagan attempted to recall, are stubborn things. Baseball is also about facts: balls and strikes, runs and outs, wins and losses. When you traffic in a large number of facts, you are […]

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Missouri’s Own Hemophiliac Aristocracy

A year and a half ago, the Brewers traded gigantic first baseman Richie Sexson to the Diamondbacks, and received what looked like a collection of spare parts in return. Junior Spivey, Lyle Overbay, Chris Capuano, Jorge de la Rosa: who the hell were all these guys? When the Brewers shipped closer Danny Kolb to the […]

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