Over the course of the nearly eight years since he was hired as manager of the Red Sox, Terry Francona gave fans lots of great memories, both large and small.
There were the 2004 and 2007 World Series wins, of course, as well as the way he embraced Jon Lester after Lester’s no-hitter in 2008, the way he would always give Dustin Pedroia a hard time, the way he stood by his players, his incessant gum chewing … and so many others.
But here’s one of my favorite Terry Francona memories, a true story you may never have heard before. Continue reading
For baseball fans, especially Red Sox ones like me, the new movie Moneyball couldn’t have arrived at a better time.
That’s because Moneyball reinstills a love of the game, one that can’t be tarnished even by a losing team.
It’s a top-notch Hollywood entertainment, featuring an old fashioned star turn at its center, and it instantly became my favorite movie of the year (so far) as soon as the lights went up.
Batter up, indeed. Continue reading
In all the years I’ve lived in Boston (that’s 13, if you’re wondering), and with all the winters that my mom has spent in Florida, my dad has never come up by himself for a “Boys Weekend.”
At least, that was the case before this past weekend. Continue reading
There’s something about going down to Florida in March and seeing a spring training baseball game that makes you feel like everything’s alright with the world again. You get that feeing the instant you walk up the ramp, see the green grass on the field, see the players (preferably in Red Sox uniforms) taking batting practice, and hear the cracks of the bat. After a long, cold winter, it’s music to this baseball fan’s eyes and ears.
So it was on Saturday when I went to see the Sox take on the Orioles in Fort Lauderdale. My guess is that because it was an away game for the Sox, and they’d just played the Yankees the night before, not too many marquee players wanted to make the trip south. (Plus there was the matter of the World Baseball Classic and a couple injuries.) The biggest Sox names who showed up were Jed Lowrie, Rocco Baldelli, and Josh Bard (who, as of this writing, has now been let go by the Sox). But no matter. It was a decent game (at least it was until the Sox lost in the bottom of the ninth) and it was fun to see the team back on the field live and in person. And even better, I didn’t get a sunburn this year, like I did last year. Woo hoo!
So, happy spring everybody. Baseball is back.
(Looking up at the right-field bleachers.)
(That’s Orioles outfielder Ryan Freel signing autographs. Unfortunately, our tickets were on the home-field side of the field and not the visiting team side, so I have pictures of the Orioles and not the Sox.)
Again I have to say that I don’t get it. And I don’t just mean that literally. I mean I just don’t understand why it’s so hard to get Red Sox tickets. I’ve written in the past about the problems I’ve had on the general on-sale day. Well now I need to complain because for what feels like the third or fourth straight year, I’ve been shut out of even having the opportunity to buy tickets to Opening Day, the Yankee/Red Sox games, or tickets on the Green Monster or Right Field Bud Deck. If you don’t know, the Sox hold multiple separate raffles (all random, of course, ha ha), and winners don’t even get tickets to those games — they simply get the chance to buy tickets to those games. So yeah. After wasting a day in the Virtual Waiting Room and having no luck getting tickets, then you have to enter your name in the drawings and wait to see if you’ll be selected. And yes, that’s right. Not only didn’t I get tickets, I didn’t even get the option to buy tickets. And again, this is the third or fourth year in a row that I didn’t make it through to a single one of those ticket-buying opportunities. What the fudge! How rigged is this ticketing system?! Am I ever going to get through? I’m getting tired of only seeing games in Florida or only going to Fenway for concerts.
Today’s cover is simple, direct, and to the point.