Growing up, I thought like John McNamara was a family member my father didn’t really care for. I soon figured out there was no relation. It was just one of my first times learning of the then complex relationship between die-hard Red Sox fans and the team.
World Series starts tonight. Go Sox! If you told me I’d write those two sentences 6 months ago, I’d have punched you.
Nick Esasky’s 30 homeruns in 1989 (vertigo be damned) welcome you to the post-season.
Rob Murphy ran the numbers and has concluded that this year’s version of the Boston Red Sox is the most enjoyable (and best) group since the 2004 team. I agree.
So many things are going well on this card. The design in general is so time-specific and beautiful, I get a frigging lump in my throat. The spring training shot is fantastic, too. And red Astros uniforms? Is that just a bad printing job? If either is true, I will be equally happy. Oh - baseball-reference.com just told me Lee May’s nickname was “Big Bopper,” so there’s that, too.