The Party's Over

The party's over, and people have started to leave. As the overhead fluorescents flicker back on, the mood lighting disappears in a blast of blue-white glare and you're left holding what you hope is the jacket you wore on the way in. The World Series is over, the rolling rally has rolled on into history, and it's time to figure out who's coming back in 2008 and who's hitting the dusty trail to another city and another team. As the announcements start to pour in, however, let's hope the powers who manage our favorite team learned one thing from the aftermath of 2004: trying to duplicate success with cheaper replacement parts dances with disaster at every turn. So far, they haven't figured out that means bringing back Mike Lowell, but there have been a few other moves of note:

Exploring New Opportunities

• Curt Schilling - No surprise here; Curt's been talking his next move since the Sox declined to extend his contract by a year back in the Spring. The master of media relations has been keeping the media and fans abreast of select negotiations matters through his blog, including an announcement intended to dispel rumors that he's ceased discussions with Boston management. Should Curt stay in Boston: behind the fate of Mike Lowell, that's the biggest question about this championship team. I've been inclined to say no, to give both Lester and Buchholz space to shine in next year's rotation, but that means Matsuzaka would need to have a much more consistent year in 2008. Safe money would have Schilling back for one more year.
  
  
• Doug Mirabelli - Dougie filed before the Sox announced they'd be exercising Wakefield's option and before Kevin Cash chose free agency over assignment to Pawtucket, so it's likely he'll be back in Boston for another year, come hell, high water or the promotion of catcher Dusty Brown. When it comes to the knuckleball, I can't see the Sox making the same mistake twice.
  
  
• Bobby Kielty - I wonder how much that pinch-hit, game-difference, helped-win-the-World-Series-with-one-swing home run added to his contract value as a utility player. I'd wish this guy luck, but with Eric Hinske testing the waters I wonder whether or not Kielty might end up making a good bench option for 2008.
  
  
• Matt Clement - I think that marks the end of the "We Don't Need Pedro...We Can Sign Two Starters for Double the Effectiveness at Half the Cost!" experiment Theo launched in 2004. I'd say it all worked out poorly for Boston (I still have nightmares about David Wells taking the mound), but the Sox were right: Pedro's arm is now seeking to finalize the divorce from his shoulder, and the Mets are still paying him to rehab. I guess the winners are the teams that got the compensatory draft picks.
  
  
• Eric Gagne - So, um...don't let the door hit you on the way out, ok?
  

Demonstrating Their Commitment to the Team

• Tim Wakefield - A year without Wakefield on the mound in a Boston uniform is a year I don't want to face, and fortunately neither does the Sox Front Office: they picked up the 2008 version of the recurring option for another year of Knuckleball Fun Featuring Tim Wakefield after an arthogram revealed his aching shoulder just needs rest. I say he goes for 18 wins next year.
  
  
• Julian Tavarez - The Sox didn't put him on the post-season roster, but they still decided to bring the highly versatile and slightly crazed Tavarez back for a third round of erratic pitching, wild gesticulations and blood-soaked baby sacrifice. My theory: either Tavarez is Theo's backup plan in case either Lester or Buchholz turns into a bust, or the Sox couldn't bear to part Manny from his static electricity partner.
  
  
• John Farrell - "Those, rumahs, erah, aboutah Pittsburgh, were, erah, spread by my enemies to discredit me." Probably a good thing if the pitching coach for the team with the lowest ERA in the AL stayed around after that team won a championship, hmmm? Might help contribute to future titles and all that?
  

Entering a Mutually-Chosen Period of Readjustment

• Royce Clayton - Clayton was the acquisition most people (including myself) don't remember Boston making in August; the guy who played six games and sat on the bench in the post-season, and now he's gone, just like that. Royce, we hardly knew ye, and at age 37, it seems a little unlikely any other team will, either. We'll always have Taco Bell, though.
  

Game 129: The White Sox are Bad at Baseball

Final Score: Boston Red Sox 10, Chicago White Sox 1

Maybe they should start a knitting club or something. I mean really. That’s NOT a good team. Schilling, although solid through his first few innings, didn’t seem to have his best stuff (or is that his best stuff now?) and fooled the Chicago hitters like they were a Japan little league team. He threw a ton of strikes, his location was superb and looked good enough to win… but as I said… Clement probably looked good enough to beat this White Sox team today.

The “pitching” we faced today wasn’t any crisper. The Sox ran the Dankes/Floyd combo through the slaughterhouse. Papi found his long ball, so did Youk, doubles from Lowell and Coco… even Cash got some freaking hits! Yeah, the 4th and 5th innings were just about as good as we get for scoring (oh, and the 9th inning of game one today). They did such a number on these guys that when Gagne came into the game, I didn’t even flinch! I guess the only down note would be my reaction to all this.

The Red Sox have been in such an up and down slump recently, my first assumption after rattling off two blowout wins isn’t that “Boston looks good” or “we look like we’re getting hot!” Nope. It’s that the White Sox should be run out of town for being such an embarrassment to the game. That’s not the guy I want to be. I don’t want to be the “oh… we suck and can only win if the other team is bad” kinda guy. So, I’m gonna shut up and let the Sox (Red) roll with this. Sweeping here shouldn’t be a problem for the caliber of team we put on the field. Let’s get these next two wins and then on to NY. Cause we rock. We are really awesome… yes… we uhhhh….

Awww who am I kidding? The White Sox suck hardcore! These next two games should qualify for assisted suicides if everything goes to plan.

A happy team is a healthy team

Everyone knows about injuries in Baseball. Every team gets them, they are a part of the game, conditioning prevents them, and depth makes up for them. Right. Sure. I know, I know, I know. That’s all well and good, but injuries DERAILED the Red Sox last year. We had everything from bad knees and shoulders to irregular heartbeats and cancer. Half of our starting pitching went down and two thirds of our outfield missed a big chunk of time. Not to mention any catcher that wore a Red Sox uniform ended up hurt. It’s easy to drop from first to third in the standings when your team is pieced together with AA guys and waiver wire pickups.

Now I know it’s only Spring Training, but I want to keep track of who is getting hurt from the very beginning. This will help me continue season long tirades against individuals that spend more time with their limbs in ice rather than in gloves and cleats. Not too many guys are members of the walking wounded club yet, but there are three bodies that have seen better days.

Mike Timlin- left oblique: Old guys are always gonna have problems. As the season wears down, they do as well. So it is a REALLY bad sign to see Timlin start hurting before he’s even faced an opposing batter. He’s already started working out again, but his planned appearance against the Twins in the opener Wednesday has been pushed back a few days. Remember when everyone was blaming Timlin’s troubles last year on the WBC? Well maybe we should have been blaming father time.

Craig Hansen- back: Young pitchers who get stiff backs get me a little annoyed until I remember that the act of pitching is an unnatural movement. The human body wasn’t meant to throw a ball that fast and you do damage to yourself every time you do it. That being said, this kid was supposed to be the closer of the future. What happened to that? Now it’s being said Hansen will be lucky to make the bigs when the season starts. Another satisfied Scott Boras client.

Matt Clement- shoulder/brain: If Clement was a horse, he’d be Barbaro. If he was a ship, he’d be the Titanic. If he was a Yankee, he’d be Carl Pavano. He (and many of his deluded fans surprisingly) are holding out hopes that he will be able to pitch sometime this year. That’s ridiculous. Even if he gets a clean bill of health, he’s weak-sauce mentally. This guy hasn’t been right since he took a liner to the head back in ’05 (and he was starting to come apart before that). This guy has done nothing but not live up to expectations, so much so that I bet he WILL pitch this year just because I expect him not to (he’ll still suck though).

Anyway, the injuries are not much to speak of just yet and I hope it stays that way.

To bring up a happier topic, despite my thinking the first game was Thursday (don’t know why I thought that) it is actually tonight against the cross town spring rivals from Minnesota.

There will be REAL Red Sox baseball being played tonight. I can’t explain how happy that makes me.

The Return of Captain Crunch

Among the many other subplots swirling at the start of Spring Training '07 (Schilling's contract, Dice Clay's abilities, the extent of Lester's cancer recovery, J.D. Drew, whether or not Matt Clement will be able to throw a ball without his arm falling off - and whether anyone really cares - and all of the other things Robin's already mentioned) is the (hopefully) imminent return of Coco Crisp to form after last year's disastrous campaign. Crisp, who turned out to be the first casualty of the Year of the Walking Dead needed surgery in September to repair his finger and comes to Spring Training wondering whether or not he'll get back on track after his monster start last Spring.

Does Crisp think he's ready? Of course he does - but then again, he's a ballplayer; it's his job to talk up his abilities. I'm convinced more teams would have a stat-head focus if so much of the business wasn't made up of people who've spent their whole careers talking up their skills. In any case, two points in Captain Crunch's (Crunch! Like Crisp! It's funny, right?) favor:

1. He admits his finger is still stiff when he wakes up in the mornings, but works itself out by the time he has to play. I'm not sure if this sort of honesty impresses me, or makes me nervous. At least he's telling the truth.
2. Now that the Sox have a real lead-off hitter, the foolish Coco-Bats-First experiment is over. The Herald has him batting second, Robin has him batting eighth, but I don't really care one way or another - just as long as he doesn't do any more head-first slides into third.
   

I just thought about Lugo and Crisp/Youkilis getting on before Papi and experienced a body-rocking shudder of glee. This lineup is intense, people. I'm very, very excited for baseball.