Are you undecided on whom to root for in the 2009 World Series? Well, I’m here to tell you that the Phillies should be your team — for the next week or so at least.
Around here, we don’t take kindly to bandwagon jumpers. The thinking goes that if you haven’t suffered through [...]
By Ryan McGowan
Mariano Rivera notched his 500th career save last weekend against the Richmond Braves New York Mets.
Back in the 90’s, or even as recently as 2003, such an event would have been greeted in Red Sox Nation with snotty, sarcastic dismissals and whiny, insecure hating. New England would have made a collective litany of [...]
By Ryan McGowan
It’s only April, of course. And I know that you can’t win the division in April (but you could lose it – see New York Yankees, 2007).
But is there any doubt after the Red Sox swept the Yankees (as well as their recent nine-game homestand) that the chasms between these two franchises are [...]
My first game there was a real blazer, in ’93. It was hot. The Yankees came back on the Angels, late. They were down 8-1 or something. Rallied and won. From my upper-deck seat, the ball appeared a snowball, flying around, serving the whims of gravitation. It was all I watched… the snowball in the blistering sun…. Slicing through the infield and the sliding men trying to grab it… the snowball… soaring over the fence as the crowd reacts favorably… the snowball… it was everything. I was only vaguely aware that the Yankees had won. It mattered little. I had just seen a show. And I was hooked.
After a one week break following the Super Bowl, we’re back with a full edition of Poor Man’s PTI.
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This week’s topics include:
Robbie [...]
Well, we have survived another year. Many things have changed, but most fire hydrants remain the same, at least where I live. I will be going out and getting drunk on this grand day. When the masses drink, I join. Who am I to question this sweet ritual?
I do not relish being out and about [...]
