Good to see Major League Baseball is cracking down on truly horrible things like drug abuse among players Terry Francona's sweater.

Bob Watson, vice president of rules and on-field operations for Major League Baseball, has decreed a "Francona Rule" to ban Francona from wearing a pullover, and never mind he wears it for health reasons - those blood thinners he has to take make him cold (not to mention, prone to coughing up blood).

Scootah: Bob Watson is an idiot and is so deep in the Yankee-Red Sox rivalry he is starting to look like an idiot.

ShysterBall thinks some managers should be required to wear a pullover.

Andrew: Bob Watson = Massive Tool.

A Large Regular: This is perhaps the most petty thing I've read in some time.

Your basic Yankee fan, of course, is thrilled: Terry Francona can no longer manage in his pajamas.

On Dan Shaughnessy Watch, Jenny marvels at the suddenly once-a-day CHB, dissects his writing and gets very disturbed at a passage that describes how Terry Francona started coughing up blood during a post-game press conference:

... Is Dan seriously telling us that the media is just standing around watching Francona spit up blood? And then when he tells them he's overdosed on blood-thinners, they shrug and continue to hammer him with Manny questions? What would they do if they were interviewing Theo and he suddenly passed out at their feet? Write "the strain of a failed season in which nearly every move has been questioned finally got to Epstein yesterday blah blah blah" and walk away? ...

Beth comes to Terry Francona's defense:

... Are we really going to have such a skewed sense of entitlement that we'll be calling for Francona's head by the end of this season, despite his overall track record with this team so far, just because someone's blood's gotta flow to make us feel better about a less than stellar squad this time around? ...

Beth recounts the nail-biting moments in last night's Sox game, the ones involving Schilling, Foulke and Timlin - and beer cans aimed at the televised head of Terry Francona:

... Here came Sizemore again. He worked the count full, and then more beer cans were lifting off around the region - some of them, this time, probably full.

And then ... inexplicably ... Sizemore swung at ball four, fouling it off. Something about it seemed to be blood in the water for Timlin, who reared back and got a beautiful swinging strike to seal the at-bat and end the inning.

Pssht. Coahse. Coahse Timlin got'm out. I mean ... Pssht. ...