The Difference Between Steroids and Scuffed Balls

Much like what two consenting adults choose to do in the privacy of their own bedroom, what one consenting adult chooses to put into his or her own body is something I generally would consider to be none of my business. When it’s a major…

ATHF’s Carl: On Mitchell, the Sox, and the Extract of a Grizzly Bear’s Pituitary Gland

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Breaking Down the Santana Trade

I was going to pass, given that I’ve already commented on the Santana situation, but who am I to buck the will of the people. Also, there have clearly been new developments. Thus, by popular demand (read: two of you), a breakdown of my thoughts on the Santana to the Mets…

Motto of the Red Sox Front Office: Whatever Works?

Like every front office in the league, the folks who call Yawkey Way home have their pluses and minuses. I confess to never understanding, as an example, the affection they had — for some years — for Julio Lugo, who is not a bad player but to…

Can We Drop the Whole “The Red Sox Are the New Yankees” Thing Now?

Following the $100M+ the Red Sox shelled out for Daisuke Matsuzaka last offseason, I — like many Red Sox fans — was besieged with claims from (jilted) Yankees fans that “we were just like them.” That by virtue of…

Filed Under “Things I Didn’t Know”

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I Want to Walk the Earth, and Bring the Sox to the People

Though their popularity appears to know no bounds, I’ve convinced myself that the Red Sox need to create a quasi-official evangelist role. And that I should be the prototype for said role.

Because the World Needs Another Red Sox Blog

Or perhaps it doesn’t, but frankly I’m above such concerns.

Welcome, all of you, to the inevitable end state of a life more or less derailed by baseball. Born and raised as a Red Sox fan far behind enemy lines in New Jersey…