So, en route to doing my job — reporting facts about the Orioles to Baltimore — I have decided to take in today’s Red Sox-O’s game at Fenway Park.
Through the kindness of John Blake, the Boston P.R. director who has left me a press credential for the 1:05 game, I will be blogging my little buns off from the Fenway press box.
I’ll also give a call in at some today to WNST.
WOW…The Birds are feigning a comeback in the AL East standings, huh?
Every time they fall three or four under .500, don’t you kind of wonder if that’s "all she wrote"?
But here we are in Boson today — awaiting my first cup of Legal’s clam chowder and a Fenway Frank — and the season isn’t confined to "done" status just yet. Despite injuries to Adam Loewen, Jaret Wright and Kris Benson, the orange engine still has a heartbeat left, as last night evidenced.
Sole possession of second place — at least for the moment!
I’ve been in New England for about 16 hours now and every person associated with the Red Sox Nation — and I’m in New Hampshire and they’re EVERYWHERE — has rushed to the defense of Curt Schilling, saying things like "he can say anything he wants to say — it’s a free country!"
I tried to explain to them that Peter Angelos doesn’t believe in these principles, but that’s another story altogether.
Either way, Schilling takes the hill this afternoon in front of the green monster, and I will be in the house to chart the crowd reaction to his first start since he opened his yap on his website and on the WEEI morning show in Boston to toss Barry Bonds rightfully under the bus.
I have Schilling’s back on this one — if he believes Bonds did steroids, then he should shout it out. I was critical of him for "covering" the truth in front of Congress 26 months ago. Sure, his facts were wrong as far as Bonds’ ever coming clean about his use of the "clear" or the "cream."
But who’s kidding whom, right?
What percentage of "Baseball America" believes Bonds and the others DIDN’T use steroids?
It would have to be well under 10 percent, I’d think…
So, either way, it’s a baseball game at Fenway on a 75-degree day on Mother’s Day weekend…what’s not to like, right?
I wanted to clean out my files today, so I’m posting a few pictures that WNST listeners have taken with me at the ballpark this week and sent along via email. It’s been fun going back to baseball games, mainly because I’ve met some cool people and had some fun conversations with people who love baseball as much as I do…and most of them are as PISSED as I am, too!
The kids above are Colin and Jonathan. Colin (the blonde) is a HUGE baseball fan and lives in Charlesmont, right near where I grew up in Dundalk. He talked my ear off about sports and baseball. Cool kid!
The picture below is Frank, a huge WNST fan who slid me a pair of tickets for Tuesday night’s game right behind home plate. Frank always helps our WNST charity events and he also REALLY loves baseball. Frank is easily disgusted by the team’s poor execution. He likes good, solid baseball.
Off to Fenway…for some more pictures and stories and, hopefully, fun with my wife’s family!
I expect a memorable day…