Specifically, in not finding the nearest dumpster and tossing a certain Globe columnist into it headfirst after said columnist (one guess which one) accused him of taking steroids because, after all, he's old and Dominican (yes, he went there). Not linking to the column because I don't feel like giving him my two cents worth of Web traffic, but it should be easy enough to find for anybody who can log into bostonglobe.com.
Boston Police report the Big Apple Circus performance for tonight has also been postponed.
He might have something like this to say about Truck Day.
Remember when you'd get so frenzied to buy Red Sox tickets you'd open up two or three browsers on two or three different computers and then you'd sit there for hours and finally you'd get in and all that was left were tickets to some Royals game in August?
Fred Somers tweets:
1st yr in a long time that im not waiting in it. #sorrynotsorry
You'd almost think Cody Ross and Will Middlebrooks pissed on home plate at Fenway or something last night. Both were watching the Yankees/Tigers game and both tweeted their amazement/admiration for Raul Ibanez's ninth-inning home run.
And parts of Red Sox Nation lost their collective mind.
A New Hampshire man who says he was permanently injured when a folding chair in the Fenway bleachers collapsed, sending him plummeting to the concrete, yesterday filed suit against the Red Sox in federal court.
Richard McLaughlin is seeking unspecified damages - but more than $75,000 - for injuries he says he incurred during a game on May 4, 2010 (against the Angels), while sitting in the right-field bleachers, behind the Sox bullpen:
Plaintiff was seated in a metal folding chair provided by Defendants.
During the game, the folding chair that Plaintiff was seated in suddenly collapsed and flattened, causing Plaintiff to fall backwards onto the cement, hitting his head, neck, back and right shoulder. Plaintiff suffered serious and permanent injuries.
Valentine fired, and on Thursday, leaving plenty of time for the "shocking" revelations to be phoned in for the Sunday papers.
Bobby Valentine wound up injured in a ditch in Central Park yesterday when he crashed his bike - while reading a text from Dustin Pedroia, the New York Times reports.
Over the Monster recounts yesterday's memorial at Fenway Park.
Over the Monster explains why last night's Sox game was, all in all, decent, except for Lester getting the loss instead of, say, Aceves or Padilla.
Go ahead, find a scalper in Kenmore Square tonight and point at him and laugh hysterically. Just be sure you can run fast; he might not appreciate the humor of the situation.
How bad is it? Scott Thorn tweets:
I've had an ad up on Craigslist all morning for 3 tix to Thursday night's Sox-Yanks game at face value. Not one email so far.
Tickets of Boston adds:
We're selling seats 2 for 1 ($45 for $94 loge seats) for the Yankees, unheard of.
A disgusted citizen used the city's Citizens Connect complaint service last night to post a photo from Fenway Park:
They losing, wtf?
Ed. note: If only this complaint had been filed earlier in the season, the DPW might have been able to do something. Also, based on the photo, looks like the complaint did not come from this group of fans at last night's game.
The 1962 Mets were one of the worst teams in the history of baseball. The 2011 Red Sox suffered the worst collapse in the history of baseball. How will the 2012 Red Sox stack up against the September records of these two teams? We'll compile the daily "standings" from here through Sept. 30:
W L pct 2012 Red Sox 7 19 .269 2011 Red Sox 7 20 .259 1962 Mets 6 18 .250
Recap: Month ends with 2012 Sox barely ahead of the 2011 Sox and the 1962 Mets. Unlike those teams, the 2012 Sox still have three more games to play.
Gordon Edes tweets the Sox are sending Adrian Gonzalez, Carl Crawford, Josh Beckett and Nick Punto to Los Angeles for
dinner for six at Sonic several players.
Joy of Sox is no longer getting much joy from Sox games - and not just because of what's going on on the field:
NESN gives us worthless "tours" of concrete hallways in other stadiums and asinine non-baseball segments. Worse than that, the network often fails to show the action on the field.
Announcers Don Orsillo and Jerry Remy have become sad parodies of themselves. While Orsillo still calls a decent play-by-play, he also swamps viewers with waves of useless information between pitches and batters. Remy, ostensibly an analyst, offers no analysis whatsoever.
Steve Buckley at the Herald tweets Pesky died this afternoon. He was 92.