Dan Tobin outs Fitzy Fitzgerald, who, granted, grew up in Braintree but now lives in New York.

Jimmy grades them from a B for the Eck to a Z for Lenny Clarke:

... I think Boston was hit with a reality check over the past few months. Even if you are of the opinion that Jerry Remy is mediocre at what he does, "mediocre" is difficult to find in a world where Joe Morgan is considered the gold standard.

Jerry Remy just twittered:

As NESN just announced I will be returning to the booth on Friday-I can't wait-Thanks again to all of you- Jerry

He also says that he's going to ease back into it and may not go on road trips initially.

All in all, though, it's going to be great to have him back with Don Orsillo in the broadcast booth.

Ian Browne tweets form a long discussion between Jerry Remy and the media; Remy also hopes to return to the booth this year and thanks fans who have reached out to him.

The Globe reports he'll actually make a visit to the NESN booth in the top of the second inning tonight.

Jere reports that he couldn't really get into "What About Sal?" partly because it was so short, partly because it was actually filmed in New York and the actors seemed to have New York accents:

... The bar they show--at least the outside shot of it--is Pat O'Brien's! In New York City, a few blocks from where I used to live. It's a Sox bar on the Upper East Side, with a big sign in the window (they now have a second sign, I saw it recently when I was at Chan's place in the same area) saying "watch all the Red Sox games here." ...

I was starting to compile one, but Beth has already put together an Eckersley/English dictionary.

The only ones she's missing are "gas," "punchout" (translates as "strikeout") and some word for "million" that begins with a "b" (grr, I can't remember the word, anybody know?).

Controversy was news to him.

Via Daigo Fujiwara.

A brief audio message from the President.

Dennis Eckersley is proving to be quite the color commentator for Sox games. If you missed tonight's game, you missed some exuberant lip reading after Youk got hit by a pitch (remember the scene in "A Christmas Story" where Ralphie lets loose with the Big F? Imagine if he'd said the Big S instead) and what is perhaps the best mangling ever of Justin Masterson's last night (he got the "Master" part right, but somehow managed to swap what you use to catch fish for "son"). Couple that with all the discourses on young cheese, paint and gas and you've got quite the parlor game (my wife asked me more than once tonight: "What? What did he just say?").

Video from tonight, at least, until NESN orders it taken down.

Bruce Allen gets the scoop on everybody's favorite foul-mouthed sports commentator signing a deal to do a sorta trivia game show on NESN.