Welcome Back, Papi

Oh Papi, my Papi.  Welcome back to the show.  None of us really believed it would last.  Once the jersey was excavated from the new Skankee Stadium, it was all a matter of time.

Some other things I am loving right now:  Dice-K (dare I say we now have a legitimate 1-2 ace situation?).  Although Dice-K drives Andy (my fiancee) crazy because he is sometimes slightly painful to watch (so many walks!), I really believe Dice-K has turned the corner.  Unlike last season, I feel complete confidence in him.  I know that we have a better chance to win than lose when he is pitching — and that’s all I can ask for.

Also, I am loving Jed Lowrie.   I wouldn’t be surprised if Lugo is stocking up on Visine to put in Lowrie’s Gatorade — I mean, this guy has already been about 5 times better offensively than Lugo and has played in a third of the number of games so far.  He is making himself very valuable to this team, and I have a feeling that once Lowell comes back, there will be some platoon situation going on at short.  Maybe the competition will push Lugo a little.  I hate coming down so hard on Lugo, because I know he’s a good guy, and has passion for the game, and shows enthusiasm, but holy crap!  He stinks at the plate.  He is better off taking every pitch, because then at least he’ll get on base some of the time with walks.

And my boo, the Captain, Mr. Varitek.  A power hitter?  Who knew?  I’ll take every home run and other RBI I can get from him.  I love having him on the team for his knowledge and leadership, and hell, if we can get some truly unexpected offense from him, all the better.

Again, Papi:  so good to see you again.  You and Manny are going to be FREAKING SICK this year.

Lesson in Nature (Or, How to Make Moose Crap)

PLUS

EQUALS

You stink, Mussina!  I bet you have nightmares about Manny Ramirez beating you over the head with his bat.

I love it.  As a fellow nerd, I am allowed to say this:  stick to the crossword puzzles, Mike — I’ll bet they’ll be a little bit easier for you.

More mature posts to follow shortly.  I have to get this stuff out of my system early.

In a Red Sox Funk at the Monk

Hello? Ok, so I know we are into the third week of the season and this is my first post, but whatever. Just got back from the Hairy Monk, which is a Red Sox bar on the east side of NYC. AWESOME place. If you haven’t made it over there, go! They even sell these sick t-shirts that say “Sox in the City.” Which I love, of course. And to watch the Sox hit the crap out of the ball against the Skankees always makes me happy.

So, it’s so good to be back in baseball season. I always feel like once the season is over in late October (at least, for the Red Sox it is), I am frankly, a little tired of baseball. When you watch every single game, every week, for six + months, it wears you out. Especially when I scream at the TV just as loud in April as I do September. But then, after keeping myself with football and the Super Bowl, we enter the SPORTS DEAD ZONE, which is exactly from the final minute of the Super Bowl to the first pitch of Opening Day. Don’t get me wrong, I love Spring Training, but there is nothing like standings that mean something. And now that we are in the full swing of things, I want to say to anyone out there, welcome back, and I look forward to a long and winning season with all of you . . . . . go Sox!

I did hear one question posed by a fellow fan at the Monk that I though was hilarious: “Who is uglier, Julian Tavarez or Hideki Matsui?” I’ll let you all discuss.

Oh, and I think I’ll set up a poll so that we can all pick a new nickname for Julio Lugo. I have a couple of suggestions:

1) The Human Buzzkill

2) Rally Killer

3) A Very Expensive Mistake

4) I Weigh More than My Batting Average

(Aside from Lugo) our boys look great, so let’s keep it going.

More tomorrow.