The Big Ragu
I am so thrilled that Doug Mirabelli is coming home. What a way to put a little spring in our step tonight! Sometimes I think that front office works with the marketing department to deliver things like this during high drama baseball times. Bard is probably relieved to go to the Padres. It's got to be a tremendous amount of pressure to (a) catch the knuckle ball and (b) do it in Boston, where patience is as thin as Natural Lite in a keg. I hear that we were able to hand off ole Cla Meredith, too. Good riddens.
Another twinge of irony: Johnny Damon is always citing the Red Sox for dismanteling the team and talking about how much he loves playing for a club that is dedicated to retaining its players. So, how funny is it that Mirabelli is catching tonight?
[Update: You know, I was thinking - this is one of those things that you sit around wishing would happen, but then reality kicks in and you say to yourself: Nah! Think about it, though. The boomerang factor is pretty high with the Red Sox these days:
1. Theo left, Theo came back.
2. Doug left, Doug came back.
Red Rover, Red Rover, send Pedro right over! That's my next wish. Shooting for the moon while the universe is feeling generous. Hmmmm ... who could we give the Mets?]