Hard to believe it’s been nearly a year since my last open letter. A lot’s happened since then, including exactly what I said would happen to the Mets after I went to the DL. Just like in 2007, they got chumped by the Phillies. Again. Then they signed K-Rod and even traded for that J.J. […]
Continue reading →It wasn’t pretty, and it wasn’t long. It was barely even a fight. But when Red Sox slugger Kevin Youkilis took a pitch from Detroit Tiger wunderkind Rick Porcello between the two and the zero on the back of his jersey, I swear I heard a bell ring. This meeting of the minds and other body parts was nothing more than […]
Continue reading →In 2004, best-selling authors Stephen King and Stewart O’Nan teamed up to write Faithful, a day-by-day account of the Boston Red Sox championship season as experienced through the eyes of two diehard fans. Now that Boston has once again climbed to the summit of their sport, we here at Yard Work are proud to re-team […]
Continue reading →When it came time to negotiate a new contract this off-season, Red Sox catcher Jason Varitek told his agent Scott Boras to play hardball, but in his heart Varitek knew that there was only one place for him – manning the plate in Fenway Park as he’s done for the past seven years. And if […]
Continue reading →Red Sox Clubhouse Manager Joe Cochran on the sudden, accidental death of team chef Bernie Logue on Saturday: “I think that we were thrown a curveball today.” Red Sox Clubhouse Manager Joe Cochran on the fall of Adam and Eve: “The devil turned two today.” Red Sox Clubhouse Manager Joe Cochran on the Precious Doe […]
Continue reading →“It has come to our organization’s attention that the Boston Globe will run a story by Bob Ryan this week announcing that the injury to pitcher Curt Schilling’s ankle is so severe that he may not return this season. The Boston Red Sox flatly deny this charge, and are angered by this gross journalistic malpractice […]
Continue reading →Hi again folks. I wish I was posting in a better mood, but like Shonda tells me, sometimes you have to say what you have to say. After yesterday’s 8-3 loss to Detroit (Detroit!), I can’t keep my mouth shut anymore. You have a kid like Jeremi Gonzalez pitching the game of his life, leaving […]
Continue reading →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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