Will He Stay Or Will He Go?

Harking back to the days leading up to the now-infamous Nomar Garciaparra trade, we are now sitting on the cusp of yet another earth-shattering trade.

Will they trade Manny?  Or not?

After this wonderful display during last night’s embarrassing game, I’m not so sure that I want him in the clubhouse anymore.

I’m having bi-polar feelings about this, much like during the weeks before Theo traded Nomar.   We loved Nomar but he was creating a bitter atmosphere around Boston that was rather un-palatable.  Increase that tenfold and you have the Manny situation.

Let’s face it, the Sox could not have possibly won in 2004 or 2007 without Manny or the one-two punch of Ortiz and Manny.  Without Manny, Oriz will go down in the record books for most walks.  How on earth will the Sox get someone (or “somebodies”) back in fair trade?  How do they replace that bat?  I guess we’ll have to rely on Theo for that.  I’m good with that.

Of course, we thought Nomar was irreplacable too but then Orlando came in and charmed the pants off of us leaving many Sox fans saying, “Nomar who?”.  I loved Orlando and am still bitter that they traded him away after 2004.  Why?  Because his subsequent replacements have been such a rousing success (Rentiera, Lugo – Ick!).  Sigh.

So what will happen next?  Stay tuned til the 4pm trade deadline for all of the fun.   Actually, stay tuned later than that.  If memory serves, 4pm came and went without word of a Nomar trade and us Sox fans thought that he was staying.  Around 4:30-5pm, the news actually broke.  Stranger things happen.

And just think!  If Theo pulls the trigger, I’ll be seeing the first post-Manny-era game at Fenway on Friday night!  Could be interesting.

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The End of an Era?

Aaron – pay attention!

Kevin Cullen of the Boston Globe brought up a very interesting issue regarding a certain chant that can be heard at Red Sox games….particularly those that are verses the Yankees.

It’s time (and long overdue in my opinion too) to finally retire the “Yankees Suck” chant at Fenway. Yes, yes it’s time.

But, really, beyond being crude and moronic, the phrase “Yankees suck” is simply outdated.  Its origins are from a bygone era, when we all knew deep down in our hearts that no matter how far ahead the Red Sox might have been in August, no matter the score and inning of a game in October, the Yankees were going to win.  And there was nothing we could do about it.

But that’s over.  It’s been over since October 2004, when “Yankees suck” should have been put out to pasture.  Shouting “Yankees suck” at Fenway Park today is like yelling “No Taxation Without Representation!” at Faneuil Hall.

Amen and Alleluia!  I have been at Sox games where the Sox aren’t even playing the Yankees and this stupid, usually drunken, chant breaks out towards the end of a game.  WTF?

Personally, I was never a fan of the chant…okay I lied.  I admit to participating in 2005 when it came down to the last game of the season against the Yankees, which I was lucky enough to be in attendence for.  The Yankees secured the division title the day before and the Red Sox had to beat the Yankees (or Cleveland had to lose) in order to get the Wild Card.  When it went up on the scoreboard that the Indians had lost, and the Sox were pounding the Yankees like 10-3 by that point, a rousing “Yankees Sucks!” chant got going.  It was appropriate.

But now?  Meh.  We have felt like the hammer for so long now that the chant just doesn’t seem necessary anymore.  Personally, I’m all for a “Tampa Sucks” chant.  I’m sick and tired of seeing those posers up at the top of the American League East standings.  That must stop.

And in the full interest of disclosure because I KNOW I’ll get heckled by Aaron, I am NOT a Yankee fan. I hate them. Period. But like Kevin Cullen says in his article, I do respect them. I like to talk rational baseball with other rational Yankee fans and we do get the good-natured trash talking going in the office. It’s fun.

The best heckling I ever saw at Fenway for a Yankee game was at the first home game of 2005 when the Sox received their rings…in front of the Yankees. (Yes, I was there!) Heh. That alone was worth the price of admission, but it got even better when Fenway gave Mariano Rivera an impromptu standing-O at player introductions to thank him for blowing the saves in the 2004 ALcs playoffs. 

Even better was his reaction.  He laughed and tipped his hat to the Fenway Faithful, thus earning a teeny, tiny soft spot in my heart (and one that disappears the minute he closes a game against the Sox, grrrr).

At any rate, I have to agree with this guy.  It just makes us look like a bunch of drunken idiots who can’t come up with anything more clever to chant after all these years.  Enough’s enough.

(And I am SO glad to not hear 1918 being chanted at Yankee Stadium anymore.  Amen to that!)

So on that note, enjoy the prime match up of Joba the Hutt vs. Josh Beckett tonight.  Bring on the midges and hopefully the Sox will be back in first where they belong by Sunday.

I Hate Bananas

Blech.  Always hated ’em, always will.  So does Sarah, and my Dad.

(However, through some quirk in my personalilty, I do like banana bread.  Go figure.)

So just imagine the horror on my face when my Boss tried to toss his banana peel into MY cubicle’s garbage can.   Gross!!!  Not only do they taste nasty, but they stink too. 

I’m just glad that he didn’t actually drop the peel because it would have landed on my arm, which was blocking the can, and I would have provided much entertainment jumping around the office trying to shake the offending peel off said arm.  Ewwwwww.

I guess if I really tick him off someday, a nice form of passive aggression would be to drop a peel in my waste basket and watch me go beserk from the smell until I find the offending peel. 

I shudder at the thought.