Pete Abraham tweets; end of an era in Boston.
The New York Times introduces us to Lobsang Sangay with a profile that starts with him reminiscing about game 7 of the 2003 ALCS - and the lessons he took away from Grady Little's decision to leave Martinez in the game:
Behind his desk, a magnificent life-size, silk-draped photograph of the Dalai Lama hangs from the wall, and outside his window, the Himalayas rise like a great wall into the mist.
Mr. Sangay, 46, recalled the agitation as he watched Boston’s lead slip away, perhaps the most calamitous in a history of heartbreaks for those who persisted in believing in the Red Sox. The suffering would all be washed away by the next season, but in 2003 no one knew that. “Normally, I am quite a patient guy," Mr. Sangay said. "But he brought him back after 118 pitches."
He has no time to wait around for ball 4. Meanwhile, last night up in the broadcast booth, the boys spent a good part of the early innings discussing Jerry Remy's socks. Complete with close ups of said socks (and his loafers).
Suck it, Shank.
Dan Shaughnessy had his yearly Ortiz hategasm today, erupting in a paroxysm of disgust for the player whose fundamental evil for some reason only he is able to recognize. But he was apparently a paragraph short in his recounting of every last horrible thing David Ortiz has ever done, so he threw this in at the end:
Last, and least, the rules say you’re not supposed to use the f-bomb when you are on live television. When David Ortiz told the world, “This is our [expletive] city!,’’ we made T-shirts commemorating the phrase, and the chairman of the FCC tweeted his approval.
Paul Weiskel reports:
Red Sox fans just started chanting "Yankees suck!" as Joba Chamberlain started warming up for the Tigers. Classic Fenway.
It's the substance of a thousand uses! Besides keeping pitcher's necks warm on cold nights, here are some other things you can use it for:
As today's game approached, a teacher at the kidlet's school opened a window so the kids could better hear the flyover at nearby Fenway Parik.
Only they didn't hear anything - because unlike in years past, this year's flyover consisted of a Coast Guard helicopter, captured here by Brian D'Amico.
Copyright Brian D'Amico. Posted in the Universal Hub pool on Flickr.
Our own Suldog recalls Sunday, July 12, 1964.
The Red Sox go before the Boston Licensing Board this week for permission to add cans to their repertoire of beer options at the lyric little bandbox this season.
You can date a Red Sox player, or you can stand on the sidelines during games, but not both.
Bryan Joiner makes the case that it's time we stop honoring an unrepentant racist.
Remy, of course, you know about. The Globe reports sideliner Dell, though, won't be talking over on-field action anymore. NESN, of course, won't say if that's because her boyfriend is Will Middlebrooks.
Red Sox officials say they want to add three more places to buy hard liquor, add sales of beer in bottles and extend alcohol sales on Yawkey Way as a way to reduce crowding in the stadium during Red Sox games and other events at Fenway Park.
At a hearing before the Boston Licensing Board this morning, Dennis Quilty, the team's licensing attorney, and Lawrence Cancro, the team's senior vice president of Fenway affairs, said Fenway's concourse was built in simpler times and cannot really handle the large flows of people who concentrate there in search of refreshments before games and events and in between innings.
The Red Sox want to expand the number of stands inside Fenway Park that can serve up hard liquor - and to extend beer sales at games that run long.
The team is scheduled to appear before the Boston Licensing Board on Wednesday to seek several amendments in its current liquor license for Fenway and Yawkey Way.
The Sox want to increase the number of concession stands that can sell mixed drinks with no more than an ounce of actual liquor in them from the five approved in 2011 to eight - including one on Yawkey Way.