Drew’s Morning Dish — Wed., May 15

May 15, 2013 | Drew Forrester

Jim Johnson is human after all.

Who woulda thunk it?

Sure, it was surprising to see his 9th inning meltdown on Tuesday night, but those things don’t happen often.

We should all do what he’s forced to do.

Forget about it.


The Red Sox are on the verge of a real free-fall.

I know, you’re heartbroken.

After last night’s loss in Tampa Bay, Boston now sits at 22-17, losers of six of their last seven and just 4-9 in the month of May.

I shoveled a lot of dirt on them back in March when we made our season predictions.

I looked foolish in late April when they roared out to that 18-8 start.

I’m going back to the shed to grab the shovel again.

I might have more work to do.


Alex Ovechkin did what comes natural to most athletes when they failed in the clutch.

He blamed someone else.

Predictably, in this case, it was the officiating.

Ovi went back to Game 6 in New York for his bellyaching, talking about how the Rangers got all the calls and the league might have secretly wanted a Game 7 for TV ratings and “escrow”, whatever the hell that means.

Yeah, I’m sure that’s it, Alex.  After all, that Game 7 Caps-Rangers thriller probably drew, what, a few million homes?  More kids watched a rerun of “The Fresh Beat Band” at 7am before school on Monday morning.

Talking all of that goofy stuff after Game 7 was an attempt to deflect the attention away from what actually transpired on the ice just minutes before.  Ovechkin and the team he leads shot blanks once again in a do-or-die game at home.  It had ZERO at all to do with the referees, unless one of them played in goal for the Rangers on Monday night.

Ovi’s other great line:  “Nobody remembers losers…”

Oh, Alex, I think you’re wrong on that one.

We remember losers quite well.

And years from now, when you’re long gone, I have a hunch we’ll be remembering you.


I love getting e-mails and comments from people who have no experience at all in a given subject, but somehow feel inclined to add their opinion as if it counts.

A couple of Tiger-haters lashed out at him for a variety of perceived transgressions during The Players Championship — and in both cases, they started off their communication with “I don’t play golf, but…”

I try to be nice when I say (write) stuff like this, but there’s no easy way to say it:  If you don’t play golf, and more importantly, if you haven’t played golf at a reasonably high level, you have zero understanding of what really went on Saturday with Tiger and Sergio Garcia.

It would be akin to me going on the air and debating the nuances of some sort of strategical decision made by Carl Edwards in last weekend’s NASCAR race.

I’d be foolish to do that.

Now, because I like teaching you people stuff, here’s all you need to know about the Garcia/Woods “flap” from Saturday.

Sergio wasn’t anywhere close to hitting his shot from the fairway when the “supposed” faux pas occurred in the Woods gallery some FIFTY yards away.  He was still in his pre-shot routine, at least 10-15 seconds away from pulling the trigger.

He then hit a bad shot.  And needed someone to blame it on.  So, he pointed the finger at Tiger and his gallery.

If you think Tiger Woods needs to resort to trickery or chicanery to unnerve or beat Sergio Garcia,  you’re really exposing yourself as a neophyte.

Tiger has OWNED Garcia – and everyone else on TOUR since 1996 – since the two started competing in 1999.  To borrow a NASCAR term, Woods has lapped the field twice over the last 17 years.

And he will continue to do so, much to Garcia’s chagrin.