Here's some terrific news: Sox lefty Jon Lester reporting to Ft. Myers, Fla.
Good on so many fronts, first and foremost, he's healthy. Pitching is secondary.
But, if for a moment, the thought of him coming out of the bullpen is pretty sweet.
I'm not a Duke hater (but not a fan). I'm not a Carolina hater (but can't stand Roy). I have zero opinion of NC State now that Herb left and ditto Wake Forest after Tim Duncan left.
But I love this sign
...creativity. Something terribly lacking among most student sections around the country.
Not to beat a dead horse (ba-dum-bum, crash), but are people over Barbaro yet?
Or is there some horsey Hamlet out there penning his "Good night, sweet prince" for the four-legged equine saviour that Barbaro was?
He ate sugarcubes and carrots, ran real fast, and made lots of poop. That's Barbaro to me, sans any poetic fashion or rhetorical device.
Now, can we figure out how exactly we rid ourselves of the Middle Eastern quagmire, or should I pen an English sonnet to the fact that Smarty shampooing Jones is a gelding?
Why won't it surprise me that Greg Oden won't leave early?
Two reasons: because I don't think his classmates will, either. Call it the Joakim Noah effect.
And secondly, I think he's probably making more than the NBA minimum this season in Columbus.
Without becoming one of these shampooing people who wax nostalgic about how great a life their dog has and, if they could come back as someone it would be their respective canine...I'm sorry...my dog has it pretty good.
And she's cool as shit.
In New England parlance, my dog Kaleigh is a "good kid."
Off to the packie, right after I get a drink from the bubblah. I'm wicked thirsty.
Athletic and well-coached will beat non-athletic and ok-coached every single day, twice on Sunday, and include Leap Years.
Memo to Gov. Carcieri: voted for you, would vote twice for you if given the opportunity. But if you get a chance, now that you're doing the budget and all, um...I can almost see my breath in my office and my fingers are blue.
I'm just saying...
Theo Epstein got married at Nathan's original hot dog stand in Coney Island?
How shampooing cool is that?
I've been there, as I dated a Brooklyn girl in a former life. But the dogs at Nathan's on Surf Ave. are so much better than the ones you'd get in a mall food court or in LaGuardia Airport.
Maybe it's the old grease or whatever, but they're great.
People like Dennis and Callahan and the EEIdiots who call in all day will probably come up with conspiracy theories or lame jokes about Theo having to downscale his nuptials because of the JD Drew contract...but I know the correlation.
Theo wanted to do it to reach out to the next wave of Fenway Sports Marketing sponsorship: Kobayshi.
Matzusaka - the best pitcher in Japan.
Kobayashi - the best eater in Japan.
It's synergy, fool.(and yes, we here at Tilber are aware of the joke...)
ok, that's it for now.