No official news conference yet, but we've got Wonder Boy for another three years.
And Terry Francona has moved to Boston. By God, I could listen to that man talk for years. YEARS. Best speaking voice in baseball. If he ever decides to leave managing, he should totally be a national TV analyst. I think Fox could usher in a new era by having Tito beat the shit out of McCarver before taking over. Or, I could beat the shit out of McCarver. That'd be fun.
But I digress. I want Francona in the Sox dugout (rocking away in his moments of stress) for a good long time.
Changes are afoot in Boston, and that can be trying. Some of them I welcome, others chafe, and still others I wish to hasten.
A fond farewell to Kevin Millar and Bill Mueller. Probably the same for Johnny Damon. He's a great leadoff guy, but probably too rich for our blood. Which is a shame. He works well on the team. Foulke should be sent packing, he is a big hassle. I wish we could keep Wells forcibly, and I would literally sing "Please Don't Go Girl" to Manny in falsetto if I thought it could keep him in Boston. I would also like Renteria to be sent to deep space and jettisoned, but it looks like we're stuck with him.
Y'see, I can't be a football fan because I have plenty to worry about in the winter.
UPDATE: Even Renteria Can't Understand Why Sox Didn't Sign Cabrera
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Uck, Francona finally left his home in Philly. There's a neighborhood in the city called Chestnut Hill there too. Spooky.
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