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Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Have a Rally Beer With Mr. Burns...


Seriously, John Henry.  What the Hell are you doin'?  To go on the radio and say you didn't even want Carl Crawford?  Forget the fact that he went in there on his own accord, didn't inform the media relations department, and actually did it on his team's flagship radio station's #1 competitor.  That in itself is just bizarre.  But to actually say that he was more or less "overruled", or at the very least "convinced" to sign Carl Crawford?  I mean, what the Hell is that?  And then claiming that Bob Hohler, whose Boston Globe article last week busted this thing wide open, had already admitted that his source was not from the Sox front office, when in fact Hohler hadn't said anything?  It's just embarrassing.  And his behavior, along with that of the front office, has been far more of an embarrassment than any historic September collapse could ever dare to compare...

OK, so who runs the team???
Look at Henry.  The Principal Owner of the team.  AKA.  The Boss.  The guy that signs the checks.  Yet he's uninformed, unprepared, and simply looking to point fingers and asses blame, rather than accept responsibility.  He wants to be an absentee landlord, and tell everyone that Lucchino runs the baseball arm of his "business"?  Fine.  Not the type of guy I'd ideally want running a team I was rooting for, but I can accept it.  It's business.  However, that means, when things go wrong, the ONLY time he can ever point a finger in blame, is when he's pointing one at Lucchino.  Because if he's pointing other fingers, that means he knows who to blame, and he knows what's going on.  And if he knows whats going on, that means he's involved, and that means he's culpable.  You think he'd be saying these things about Crawford if he had won the Triple Crown?  I guess we'll never know, but I think you see my point.  Henry, Lucchino, they just wanna cover their asses, and in doing so they're coming across as whiny fools.  Not exactly the image fans are looking for when it comes to instilling confidence, and one that's become flat out embarrassing to admit to having faith in...
Don't speak for these Teds...

As for Jon Lester, his "it was only a Rally Beer", excuse, is exactly that.  An excuse.  Which is not what he should have been giving.  Own up, dammit!  Yeah, we were swillin' brews, and it was wrong.  Not this, "we only had a few" crap.  You know who says they "only had a few"?  Someone who was drunk.  And don't even bother with the "we", either.  Just own up to what you did, and apologize.  Even with good intentions, lumping yourself in with other people in moments like this is just never a good idea.  Brewing and selling a beverage called "Rally Beer", however, could turn into a very good and rather profitable idea.  Not to mention potentially delicious.  Oh, and RallyBeer.com? Some language I don't know, and I'm guessing we could purchase it.  Trade it for a few live yaks if we have to.  Or whatever animal it is that people in those countries use as cars...

But seriously, if Yawkee Way hasn't been flooded with applications from Public Relations firms in the last few days, I'd be shocked, because whoever they've got working for them now is just an absolute joke.  I thought the September collapse was embarrassing, but with each passing interview it seems we haven't even begun to see how embarrassing this franchise can get.  I still hold out hope that if they can clean enough house, they might be able to start things anew, but as I've been saying, it's getting to be a little much to take.  It's like the story of emperor with no clothes.  Now that things are falling apart around him, he's been outed not as the silent but powerful ruler of this well run kingdom, but a naked idiot with very little clue, and only one loyal subject...

Larry quick! She can see little Hank!
Haha yeah, they're Mr. Burns and Smithers!  Sure, Lucchino might be straight, but the comparison fits so damn well.  You could even call Lucchino's/Hohler's article, the "releasing of the hounds".  Or for you hardcore Simpsons fans, the releasing of the dogs, the bees, and the dogs, that when they bark, they shoot bees out of their mouths!  Whatever you want to call it, they're headed full steam into a complete meltdown.  And for once, they won't be able to point their bony fingers at the hapless dolts down in sector 7G...

I have to admit, I love the drama surrounding all this stuff, but when it's my team, only to a point.  Seriously, someone get a PR firm up there and save this team from itself before there's nothing left but a Pesky pole, a pink hat graveyard (I picture them blowing around like tumbleweeds) and a bucket of extra crispy...


Results from the weekend:


NFL Picks
Last Week: 9-8-0

Overall: 66-44-3 (.598)

NCAA Picks
Last Week: 10-4-0

Overall: 49-23-1 (.678)


Catcha Friday, friends...


Teddy Williams...
100...

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