STOP ME BEFORE I BUNT AGAIN!

One of the great failings of Major League Baseball is, quite simply, the appalling lack of cheerleaders. Go to any April night game at Fenway Park. You’ll find mile-long lines at the hot chocolate stand and grown men huddling under promotional stadium blankets. You won’t find Red Sox-sanctioned cheerbabes leading the crowd in the wave […]

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The Curse of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named

You may be forgiven for thinking that the wind howling down Brookline Avenue the other day was the laughter of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, forever haunting the Olde Towne Team with the memory of that fateful October night in the South Bronx. As yet another Red Sox hurler went down with a leg injury – in scenes eerily […]

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Pay Rickey

What’s up, y’all? When “Baseball Tonight” asked me to write about baseball for their site, I was running wind sprints in Journal Square. That’s how much Rickey loves the game. It’s April, and he’s running around Newark like a chump. No misrespect intended to the rest of the Newark Bears, but Rickey Henderson is a […]

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