X X X X X LUCCHINO CALLS BORAS’ SNACK FOOD DEMANDS “COMPLETELY DISRESPECTFUL” X X X X X Wed Dec 13 2006 13:26:02 PM EST **WORLD EXCLUSIVE** **MUST CREDIT YARD WORK** FLASH: YARD WORK and MATT DRUDGE have learned that contract talks between the BOSTON RED SOX and Japanese phenom DAISUKE MATSUZAKA have suddenly […]
Continue reading →December 5, 2006: DUDE IT’S THE WINTER MEETINGS! Oh, wait – I should totally introduce myself. Name’s Trent Sullivan, but my bro’s call me Sully, and if you’re reading this, then you’re definitely a bro. Or a bro in training. Anyway, you might’ve seen my cousin Joey Joe-Joe the Joedster post here once or twice. […]
Continue reading →Â One recent morning, after several members of the Yard Work staff were fortunate enough to awaken in the Rancho Park condominium of Hideo Nomo (with a splitting headache, discrete scarring and a variety of unsettling memories), the site came into possession of what we believe to be a rare and important document. What appeared […]
Continue reading →Damn right it went up. You see what these fools be paying for Rickey-Lite? Rickey-Lite: half the calories, none of the Rickey. Get your head out your ass and take a look! Rickey’s right here! Right here! Rickey take your money just as quick as everyone else gettin’ paid. You pay Juan Pierre fifty million […]
Continue reading →Hi Boys! Sorry I haven’t been around lately. You might even say that I’ve been a bit of a ditz over the summer! Between deciding whether or not to divorce my husband and spoiling the kids to get them ready for the start of the school year, there’s hardly been any time for watching baseball! […]
Continue reading →sometimes i sit at my kitchen counter with a cup of herbal tea and the sports section and i plan another revolution the sports pundit class is a joke but i am not laughing albert pujols for nl mvp is a joke but i am still not laughing this award should strike fear into the […]
Continue reading →I see Shea Hillenbrand, alone in the clubhouse, cold despite the heat still wafting from the now-abandoned showers. The rest of the team is on the bus by now, hushed chatter that waits only for the first fissures, that fracture of decorum – the sideways remark, the cocked-eyebrow inflection – that will open the gates, […]
Continue reading →So Deej and I are getting a manicure. For medical reasons. Don’t wanna get ingrown nails. No thanks. And don’t call me a sissy if you don’t want some boot with your crow. So we’re getting that done. And I get a call on my cell phone. The woman made me get one of these […]
Continue reading →On a cool spring evening in May, the baseball fans in Houston took a stand and let it be known who they considered to be the National League’s Most Valuable Player. The fans in Houston know what really matters, after all – they’re not hung up on silly things like numbers and who wins what. […]
Continue reading →Folks, I had a number of visions during my 15 minutes of sleep last night. One vision was a 72-zip U-of-M victory over the Ohio State Buckeyes this Saturday. The evidence? A charred and blood-soaked Horseshoe, the deeply anguished holy spirit of the one and only Woody Hayes, a dismembered Brutus Buckeye, and the teeth […]
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