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As I write this, the world outside my kitchen window is beautiful: sunny sky, brilliant leaves, crisp cool temperature.

Why do I say this?

It is the morning after the Red Sox defeat in Game 7 of the ALCS, and I can't believe I notice anything beyond this laptop screen.

I was even pleasant to my kids at 6AM!

Folks, this is not 78 (day after Bucky Dent), this is not 86 (day after Bill Buckner), and it's not 2003 (day after Aaron Boone).

Nor is it the day after a half dozen other demoralizing, soul crushing Red Sox collapses.

This is different. Far different.

I look at this team and to think that this Red Sox edition could go this far without Curt Schilling, Manny Ramirez, and Mike Lowell, is a testimony to the hard playing dirt dogs that now make up the Hometown Nine.

When Schilling got hurt, I chalked the whole season up for a loss. Don't forget his injury didn't surface until after Santana went to the Mets. This pitching staff, as flawed as it was, did an incredible job all season long. Lester and Masterson, not to mention Manny Delcarmen were revelations. I'm sure Clay will bounce back.
This would have been a much different season and post season with a healthy Curt Schilling.

Losing Manny for the second half of the season should have been the final nail in the Sox coffin. It would have been for any other team. But the Red Sox thrived. Jason Bay was 'as advertised' and more. No, Jason is not Manny. Nobody is. But Jason IS an all round baseball player. He's passionate about the game. I'm looking forward to watching him prowl left field for many more seasons.

And Mike Lowell. Man, did this team miss Mike in the ALCS. When we hit the top of the 9th last night, I knew only a miracle could propel us back to the top of the order and give us a chance. Losing Mike Lowell's bat was a gigantic loss.

Yet even with all that, the Sox pushed and fought to make this a seven game series. Not only that, but they had one of the best records in baseball, and came very close to taking the AL East (which really would have made all the difference if they had managed that).

I never wanted to be like my NY Yankee fan friends who measure success only by World Series victories. True, that's the ultimate goal, but there is nothing to be ashamed about how the Boston Red Sox acquitted themselves in 2008.

So, for all of those reasons, I'm not upset, depressed, or angry this morning. I'm going to miss my Sox, no doubt about it. But I am OK today.

How about you? How are you doing?

And before you charge me with a Pollyanna view of the Sox, realize this. As soon as the last out was recorded, I changed the channel.
 
I couldn't bear to watch those bum Rays, and those moronic cow bell waving fans dance all over the grave of the 08 Sox.

I was ticked off and sad.

I got over it.

At least I didn't break anything!

Talk to you later,

Bob Ward
Go Phillies!
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My Super Bowl hangover is barely cured, now Brady is out for the season. This is going to be a long, long Fall.

But all is not lost.

Anybody paying attention to the Boston Red Sox?

This morning, the BoSox sit just 1/2 game out of first in the AL East. Tonight and tomorrow they host the first place and fading Tampa Bay Rays.

I'm not the first to observe this feels like karmic payback for all those Red Sox collapse teams; we are now chasing the folding team. And doesn't it feel great?

And best of all: where are the mighty NY Yankees?

I don't know. Let me check.

Hmmm. No, they aren't going to win the AL East this year.

How about the Wild Card?

No, looks like the playoffs are a bust for them.
Well, will you look at that?

The NY Yankees are battling for fourth place with the Toronto Blue Jays!
Sweet Caroline, indeed.

My fellow Bostonians, these are trying sports times for us all. But let us not overlook, or take for granted, what the Boston Red Sox, as flawed as they have been all season, could be on the verge of accomplishing. And yes, I am talking one simple word: REPEAT!

This Red Sox team is firing on all cylinders. Manny Ramirez? Throw the bum out. Let's get Jason Bay.

Clay Buchholz? Thanks for the no hitter, but you need more seasoning, let's bring up this guy Masterson.

The list goes on and on and on.

The Sox are getting hot at exactly the right time. They are primed and poised to make a run deep into the playoffs. If they can take the AL East, they'll avoid having to play Tampa and LA in the post season.
And if that happens, I like our chances. I like them very much.

Yes, the Angels are a stacked team. On paper, they would be favored to win the whole thing. But as 1978 and 1986 and 2003 brutally taught us, these games are played in ballparks, not on paper. Weird things can happen.

I say Red Sox all the way.

And if that isn't some tonic for our football woes, I don't know what is!

Go Sox!

Bob Ward
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Well, that's NOT the way I wanted to start the day.

Sox lose to the A's in Tokyo 5-1.

And just when I was getting used to Sox, OJ, and blurry eyes, it's all over. The Sox are Stateside bound again.

So, goodbye Tokyo, clean ballparks, sushi, and polite Japanese Red Sox fans. And hello to West Coast baseball.

Who came up with this schedule? Two games that count, now a series that doesn't count against the Dodgers, and another full week before the Sox play real honest to goodness games that mean something in the standings. It almost looks like a Fox roadtrip! I know how ya feel, Red Sox!

As for the game, what can you say? Jon Lester didn't have his best stuff. And he paid. That's really the whole story. Take away Brown's HR, and it's another tie game going into extra innings.

So Sox fans we are exactly 1-1. We are a .500 team. So, our 1/2 game advantage over the Yanks is gone. We're all tied up again.

But you know what? That's the first Red Sox loss since October. I can live with that.

We now have a full week to wait for the next 'real' game. That'll give me plenty of time to re-set my body clock and battle the jet lag.

OK, off to face the day,

Bob Ward



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Just watched the Boston Red Sox finish off the Oakland A's 6-5 live from Tokyo, Japan in the season opener. What an awesome way to start the 2008 campaign.

But is it me, or is everything a bit off?

It's 9:50AM and I can already tell this is going to be a very, very strange day.

Here's Ten Reasons why:

1. I was more tired at the start of the game, than I am now. Usually, when I'm lucky enough to be home to watch a game (I work nights), I'm nodding off around the 7th, only to rally for the 9th.

This morning, I came in during the 2nd, and I could hardly keep my eyes open. This was a good thing because Dice-K was not pitching well, and we were losing 2-nothing.

And as my morning haze broke, things just kept getting weirder.

2. How about a complete lack of hitting early on? OK, it's only the first game of the season, no reason to panic. It’s just me being a bleary eyed Red Sox fan. This was not a pretty game to watch in the first few innings.

3. Every time they showed the fans in the stands, I'd see row after row of Japanese people, all wearing Red Sox gear. Yeah, I know they are playing in Japan, but it's a strange sight. A couple of years ago I was lucky enough to vacation in Maui, Hawaii, and I flew the team colors with my lucky Sox hat. Everyone else seemed to be wearing the dreaded NY caps. But now? THEY ARE IN JAPAN and I see RED SOX hats! Wonder if Hank (RSN denier) Steinbrenner noticed or if George is rolling over in his grave? Oh, wait, King George is still with us, I forgot.

4. Tokyo Dome is spotless. I saw a shot of the concession stand. The floor was painted blue! And there were no ketchup/beer/vomit stains anywhere. Is this really an MLB game?

5. Jacoby Ellsbury batting 8th? What?

6. Who is this guy Brandon Moss?  Where is he playing, and why? Where is J.D.?  Oh wait a minute:  Moss, 2 for 5, 2 RBI, HR. Never mind.

7. The Oakland A's are walking Ortiz to get to Manny? Really?
I knew this wouldn't work out well for Oakland. And it didn't. A very strange move for Oakland. Don't the A's know who they are playing?

8. Alan Embree and Keith Foulke in A's uniforms. I thought these guys were long gone. Wait a minute, there's Lenny DiNardo too.
I can't say bad things about any of the guys on the 2004 team (even Damon, well, I take that back...) I hate it when ex-Sox come back and play well against my team. Foulke looked pretty good, I'm sorry to say.

9. Papelbon is mortal. The way this game went, back and forth, I couldn't wait to see Jonathan Papelbon shut down the A's. And then, well, a nail biter to the end. If this is the way the season is going to be, I'm looking to get some heart medication. I'll never last till October.

10. Manny Ramirez doing post game interview. Did you see this? Manny almost never, ever talks to the media. Then today, as soon as the game was done, the Japanese TV network set up a portable stage at home plate (or was it the mound?), and up comes Manny! It looked like we just won the World Series! But the really weird part was this: the interviewer asked the question in Japanese, there was an English translation, and then a Mannyism. It was hysterical. I wonder what "I'm just doin' what I'm paid to do, man," (the interviewer was a woman, btw) sounds like in Japanese.

The best part of this whole thing? It's only March 25th, it's 10:33 AM, and the Boston Red Sox have a 1/2 game lead over the NY Yankees.

Told you it's going to be a strange day!

Bob Ward

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Hey Everyone,

What a miserable month it has been to be a Patriots fan.

First the Superbowl debacle, and then the never ending Spygate Saga.

But I am here to tell you not everyone outside New England hates the Patriots.

I have a friend who lives in Brazil, who has never visited Boston, never been to an NFL game, but who follows the Pats as closely as any of us. In fact he emailed today asking about the draft!!

He sent me this a few weeks ago, and I'm sharing this with all of you:

"First and foremost, at this very moment, New England means the world. The love for the New England Patriots and American football has crossed all the borders and not by chance or just a simple craze, it lies now in a Brazilian heart. Yes, I'm talking about myself. I've been a fan since my friend who lives in Boston showed how this brave team were a few years ago. As you may be aware up there in the States, Football is not our most popular sport (that being soccer), but its popularity has amazingly grown through the years, thanks to ESPN.

Well, now to the "scars and bruises." Let me start by saying that the past season was simply magic. It seemed that nothing would beat the Pats, but fate is something even harder to be defeated.

I watched. I cried. And I spent about three days after the loss against the New Jersey team in trembling disbelief. That's what I call love. To me, in life, I just believe in love if it's indeed hardcore. And that's what became my passion for this brave blue and white army.

Tell you what, New England readers: make no mistake. The strength of this love for the Patriots has increased on and on after losing the Superbowl. I sensed the players gave their best to overcome their enemies, and that goes beyond simply a football game. Am I wrong or there was such a united feeling against the Pats? Yes, there was indeed. I cannot believe that suddenly the world would have fallen about the idea of the perfect season. That was close. But it slipped through Belichick's fingers and Brady's injured body.

Bottom line, I'd like to wrap this up by saying that the dream is not over for the team. The loss will make New England even stronger for the season to come. That was a bitter..but paraphrasing Obi-Wan Kenobi, "If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine."

Claudio Dirani, Sao Paulo, Brazil

There you go Pats fans. On a frigid February day, it's a little something to warm our Patriot hearts.

Bob Ward
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It is Super Bowl Hangover Day 2. The headache's gone. But the empty feeling in the pit of my stomach isn't. And it is pouring rain outside.

I feel like I'm inside the novel I'm trying to write.

I really, truly think that after today, things will get better. First there was
the brutal scene of Manning hoisting the trophy (our trophy) aloft.

Then last night, the unseemly sight of Coach Bill bursting through our photographers the way the Giants defense destroyed our Offensive Line.

And now, today, the Giants in all their glory parading through the so called Canyon of Heroes.

Somebody Make This Stop!!!!!

Well guys, we all signed up for this didn't we?

If it didn't hurt, it wouldn't be real. And if it wasn't real, then we've been wasting our time.

For people who don't live and die like this, we certainly look like fools. I can't tell you how many times Monday I was told, "It's only a game."

Yeah, like that's going to help.

Seriously, what is there to say to that? Other than, "Why don't you just tear what sliver of a soul I still have left and drag it across the floor, just for kicks?"

No one said following professional sports was going to be easy. And growing up in New England, we're better prepared than anyone else for disasters like what happened Sunday.

Me? My sports heart is covered in scar tissue built upon scar tissue.
There's a long litany of failure and heartache starting with the 70's Red Sox, to the 80's Pats, to the awful deaths of Len Bias and Reggie Lewis.

So, this morning, the pain is still there, but it's not as bad as it could have been, or it once was.

And the payoff? That's easy. Three Superbowl victories, two World Series Championships in seven years. All of them sweet. All of them memorable. And no, I wouldn't trade a single one.

So, now it's Super Tuesday. It was supposed to be the day of another Duck Boat parade through the beautiful streets of Boston.

Instead, it's pouring. The streets are empty.

And that brings me to today's silver lining.

It's raining in New York, too.

On the Giants' parade.

Hey guys, it's all I got.

Bob Ward






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Well, it kills me to write this, but congrats Giants Fans.

That was an incredible game, from start to finish. I thought the NE Patriots were going to pull it out, but obviously, they couldn't.

The Giants defense, was in fact, giant.

I think the Patriots played a great game too. Both teams played hard and tough, but what can I say? The Giants won.

NE Patriots, thanks for an incredible season. That 16-0 regular season was very impressive. No one can take that away.

Maybe now that's all over we can stop talking about videos, and cheating, etc, etc. It's all about football. And this season we saw some incredible football.

NE Fans, I don't know about you, but I'm not exactly heartsick. Disappointed? Yes. Devastated? Nah. We've watched this team dominate the NFL for so long and I take great comfort in that.

I also don't believe this ride is over. Far from it.

We'll get to the Promised Land again. You read it here.

In the mean time, a tip of the cap to the NY Giants.

Bob Ward

PS: Pitchers and catchers report in two weeks!!!!!
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I know I shouldn't admit this, but in my free time I check out the Super Bowl Trash Talking blog here on FOX25 (and FOX5 in NY), just to see what the fans of both teams are saying.

The experience is like visiting an alternate universe. These Giants fans have fallen into a rabbit hole of self delusion that's leaving me wondering if up is down, if black is white, or yesterday is today.

Let's get beyond the basic "my team is better than yours thing." At 18-0, and 3 Superbowl victories since '02, plus all those records in '07, I think that's pretty much settled in the Pats favor.

The most common trash thrown the Patriots way is the cheating card. This is the Spygate thing, where the Pats were caught videotaping Jets signals in the FIRST QUARTER of the FIRST GAME of the season. Somehow, that's supposed to negate an entire season of excellence.

I understand how NY fans view this. They call it cheating, we call it rule breaking. It was wrong, the Pats were punished, we move on.
But over, and over again on the blog: "cheaters," "Cheatriots," you get the idea.

The thing is, most of these Giants fans are also Yankees fans. Did they not read the Mitchell report alleging wide spread steroid and HGH use in the Yankee clubhouse during their latest championship run in the last century?

One of their own, Billy Joel, released an album called "Glass Houses." Maybe these fans should track it down.

The other big arrow in their quiver is this: "The Giants can beat the Patriots because the Giants ONLY LOST to the Pats by 3 points in game 16."

Huh?

Giants fans. Let me break it to you. The Rams, The Panthers, and the Eagles all lost Super Bowls to the Patriots by 3 points. Get it? Close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.

There is also the matter of 22 unanswered Patriots points in that Giants game that the fans quickly forget.

I guess I would too if I was rooting for the NY, or should I say, New Jersey Giants.

Ah, and the Super Bowl is still a week away!

Bob Ward




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So there I was watching the NY Giants beat the Green Bay Packers in OT. And the first thing that crossed my mind wasn't , "there goes payback for '97." It was, "I can't believe it. Boston-New York. Again!"

Hey, I'm looking forward to spring training as much as the next guy (22 Days, 23 Hours, 52 Minutes away as I write this), but I can easily go another month without hearing about that other city 206.4 miles away.

I have no question that the Patriots will prevail in the Super Bowl and put the finishing touch on the perfect season. It doesn't matter who they play, the Patriots are too deep, too talented, too focused to let it all slip away now. So no, I'm not afraid of NY or the other Manning, as good as I think they are. And I do think the Giants are a very good football team.

It's the craziness I can live without for a little while.

I've already read on a NY Yankee message board (and I'm sure you've already heard this) that a Giants win would avenge the Bronx Bombers for the historic collapse in the 04 ALCS.

Huh?

If that's true, wouldn't a Patriots win put the final nail in the coffin of the Ghost of '86 and avenge the Red Sox for the Mets debacle?

But the surest sign that the Silliness of the Sports Apocalypse is upon us comes to us this day from (where else?) NY. A Big Apple radio station is encouraging Giants fans to wear cut-out Bridget Moynahan masks to the Super Bowl to distract Tom Brady in the big game. They are calling it the "Curse Of The Mask."

No kidding.

Let me get this straight. This radio station wants some NY Giant fans to blow the mortgage on a trip to Arizona, call out sick to work for a week, and then proceed to act like total fools with these Bridget masks? Do they really think that Tom Brady is Tony Romo II?

And then the Curse. Yes, the Curse of the Bambino was one for the Ages. That was perfect. But it's history. Now we have the Curse of the Mask? As proof that the new curse is real, they are trotting out the fact that Brady is trotting around NY in a cast. Spooky, huh?

I remember the winter that Johnny Damon signed with the NY Yankees, his father told the press there was a new hex on the Red Sox: The Curse of Johnny Damon. The Red Sox, the senior Damon predicted, would never again win a World Series because they let dear old Johnny go.

Hey, Mr. Damon: how did that work out for ya?

I think on February 4th, I'll be saying the same for the Curse of the Mask.

I've also read, that in the event of a Patriots loss, the NY T-shirts will bear this slogan for the Super Bowl: 2007 Patriots. 18 Big Wins. 1 GIANT Loss.

That's actually pretty funny. Though, a tad premature.

And if the Pats win? How about: 2007 Patriots. 19-0.

Simple. To the point. And best of all: won't even mention NY.

Go Pats!

Bob Ward



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Red Sox Nation, I think I need an Intervention.

And Fast.

I think I'm falling in love with this idea of A-Rod in a Red Sox uniform.

Ever since Ryan Asselta told me to get a life back in February when I first raised this possibility of Arod opting out of his Yankee contract and coming to the Red Sox, this idea has intrigued me.

This indeed is the Curse in Reverse.

A hundred years ago, it was Ruth to New York. Now it's A-Rod to Boston. Karmic payback. Big time.

First, the Yankee lineup is crippled without A-Rod. Second, he boosts ours. It's simple. Isn't it?

I know all about A-Rod's lack of clutch hitting in the post season. But think about it: before Game 4 of the ALCS in 04, A-Rod was killing us. I remember at least one monster A-Rod home run in that awful 19-8 drubbing before the Red Sox turned it all around.

And if A-Rod goes cold, there's still Manny, Ortiz, Youk, Ellsbury, and maybe even Mike Lowell.

In my scenario, Lowell stays on the team at third, and A-Rod goes back to SS. I don't know what happens to Julio Lugo.

I also think Arod is too good to stay cold in the post season. He already turned around his regular season and saved the Yankees from finishing 30 games out. It's just a matter of time before A-Rod becomes an unstoppable force in the post season too.

Thinking even further along, Manny won't be on this team too much longer. But A-Rod, with those huge numbers, would be. A-Rod could be our slugger of the future.

As for salary? Well, it's not my money. And I haven't been to a Sox game at Fenway since 2004. That's a non-issue for me. I'm sure, if the Sox do sign A-Rod, they'll find ways to make their money back and still afford other players.

So, that's it Sox fans.

I know this is wrong. I remember the Tek-A-Rod battle in 04, the Slappy stuff in the ALCS, the lip gloss, the strippers, I shouldn't want him on my team. But the sheer, raw talent is blinding me.

And I have to ask, if this is so wrong, why does it feel so right?

Help ME!

Bob Ward

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One not-so random thought while watching some of Fox25's excellent coverage of the 2007 World Series Victory Parade: What must Roger Clemens think about all this?

Sure, our last image of him is not exactly positive. Ole Rog limping off the mound as the Yankees fell to the Cleveland Indians in the first round of the playoffs.  Don't know if Roger hobbled up to George's office to pick up his gigantic check, but that last image on TV was  pathetic.

It didn't have to be this way.

Remember back in April/May, the Sox had their commanding 14 game lead, and they still wanted Roger back. Butch can correct me, but I think it all came down to either the Sox or the Yankees. The Yanks were desperate, they ponied up more cash, and Roger Clemens ended his season (if not his career) limping in pinstripes.

But Roger could have ended it all in glory. On a duck boat, adoring crowds, one last victory lap in an illustrious career for the ages. Let me put it another way, Roger SHOULD have been on a duck boat today, World Series Trophy aloft.

That was the script. All Roger Clemens needed to do, was to show up.

Now, Rog still would have been injured in the first round, but he would have been in the dugout, next to Wake. He would have been in the scrum on the mound at Coors Field. Roger would have been with us.

Well, as we've found, storybooks don't always have happy endings. Sometimes, no most of the time, it IS about the money. And Roger Clemens has that. More than he'll ever need.

But there is one thing Roger does not have, and will never have, a Boston Red Sox World Series Championship Ring. That, and the respect of Red Sox Nation.

This was the last chance for Roger. I highly doubt the Red Sox, or any other team will be trying to land Roger Clemens next year. It's over.

I wonder if Roger Clemens even watched the World Series or the Victory Parade. What did he think? Or was he busy counting his Yankee money? It's really too bad.

Don't want to finish  on a down note. So, CONGRATS RED SOX NATION!! Let's do this again, soon!

Bob Ward

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Hello Boston!

I mean HELLO BOSTON!

What a day. What a great, great day.

First off, let me apologize for the lame title to this blog. But it hit me today, that for us Red Sox fans, this truly is Christmas in October.

The big gift under the tree we unwrapped last night. World Series 2007. What else needs to be said? Eighty six years of futility, and now we are Champions of the World. Twice in three years. People are talking dynasty talk. 

But there was another big gift under the tree this morning that we may have run right past.

 Has anyone seen the New York papers today?

The front page of both tabs feature the story of A-Rod bolting from the Yankees as large as the Boston papers are featuring the big Red Sox WS victory. "A-Bomb, " the NY Post declares. On the cover of the NY Daily News it's "A-Rod A-Goner."

And what makes this even sweeter is that if you go into the papers and read the columnists, they are waxing poetic about our Boston Red Sox, and how it is all going right for us. Not just now, but for years to come. Yes, the NY press is beating the drum of a Red Sox dynasty.

Was it really three years ago we were still on the receiving end of all those Curse stories? Was it really three years ago I was doing stories from Babe Ruth's grave? Seems like a century ago, doesn't it.

My how the worm has turned.

Well Yankee fans, if you are reading this, here's my message to you.

I am accepting congratulatory wishes any time. But I'll accept apologies from 3-11pm.

Just drop me a line!

Go Sox!!!!!!!

Bob Ward

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The Legend of Little Miss Rocky Hood

By Bob Ward

Once upon a time, Little Miss Rocky Hood got lost in a big bad forest.

Her purple and black hood protected her face from the driving mountain snow, but Little Miss Rocky Hood could not find her way out, no matter how hard she tried.

One day, Little Miss Rocky Hood thought running as fast as her little rocky feet could carry her would do the trick.

But she ran so fast she nearly tripped and fell off a huge cliff.

At the last second, a good padre reached out his hand. Little Miss Rocky Hood grabbed it so hard, she saved herself, but the good father plunged to his death on the sharp rocks below.

Soon, Little Miss Rocky Hood came to a raging river she could not cross.

"Someone please help me get to the other side, " she cried.

Suddenly a beautiful, strong, red filly appeared.

"I will help you across, Little Miss Rocky Hood, climb on my back."

The two entered the raging river, but half way across, Little Miss Rocky Hood grew scared. She climbed on the horse's neck and pushed its head under water. The horse struggled to breathe, but Little Miss Rocky Hood jumped to the other side. Just in time to see the lifeless filly wash away down river.

Little Miss Rocky Hood ran on. She felt nothing could stop her. Not even a long slithery diamondback that dared to cross in front of Little Miss Rocky Hood.

"Do not hiss at me, you horrible snake!" Little Miss Rocky Hood demanded.

"I only want to warn you about..." the snake tried to say. But it was too late.

Before the diamondback could finish its words, Little Miss Rocky Hood smashed the life out of the poor animal on a pile of rocks.

Little Miss Rocky Hood felt so good about herself, that she was sure any moment now, she would reach the other side of the forest. And soon enough, she came upon a giant tee pee. Smoke was rising.

"I'm going inside, and I'll make whoever is inside help me out of this forest, " Little Miss Rocky Hood thought to herself.

But once inside, Little Miss Rocky Hood knew something was wrong. She thought she would find an Indian. Instead, Little Miss Rocky Hood was face to face with a Green Monster. It had a ferocious smile, and gangly green fur. The Monster's big eyes glowed in the dark teepee, and its laugh made Little Miss  Rocky Hood shake. But she was not scared. She was sure she could make this Green Monster do whatever she wanted.

"Who are you, and what are you doing in my house?" The Green Monster demanded.

"Why, I'm Little Miss Rocky Hood. I've lost my way, but you will help me, won't you?"

The Green Monster stood and stared at the little girl. He would not answer.

So, Little Miss Rocky Hood said nice things to the Green Monster, hoping that by being nice, he would do whatever she wanted.

"My, Green Monster, what big bats you have," said Little Miss Rocky Hood.

"All the better to hit you with, my dear," answered the Green Monster.

Little Miss Rocky Hood didn't like that, but she kept talking.

"My, Green Monster, what big pitchers you have,"  her voice beginning to shake.

"All the better to strike you out, my dear," he said.

Little Miss Rocky Hood was nervous now, her purple and black hood soaked with sweat.

She tried one more time.

"My what a Big Papi you have!" she said, her voice nearly a whisper.

By now the Green Monster stood tall, its face within an inch of Little Miss Rocky Hood. And when he moved, Little Miss Rocky Hood could see behind the great beast, angel's wings, and a broken tomahawk. And she could smell fresh meat on its breath.

The Green Monster put its arm around Little Miss Rocky Hood. She trembled as the Great Monster spoke these words.

"My belly is full, I can eat no more. But to you, I say this. If you ever walk into my house again, I WILL DEVOUR YOU."

Little Miss Rocky Hood never made it out of the forest. And she was never seen or heard from again.

But on cool nights, when the moon is high and the wind is still, people say they can still hear Little Miss Rocky Hood wimpering to herself, "I will never again challenge the Green Monster in Roxtober!"

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Over the weekend, as I watched the Boston Red Sox fight back to win the 2007 ALCS, I was also in touch via email with quite a few people from around the country. And as I basked in the revelry that is Boston Red Sox fandom, a strange message came back to me loud and clear: We hate the Red Sox!

To summarize (and these are music oriented people, mostly) the Boston Red Sox have become the NY Yankees, a big city team buying "overpaid crybabies" as one guy so delicately put it.  Another person came right out and told me, the Red Sox are being greedy. "I'm following any team that doesn't play in Boston," she wrote me.

And no, these people are not Yankee fans.

No amount of my arguing that the Sox have a great core of young players, that they are all hardworking dedicated pros, that they do a lot for the community would change their minds.

The Indians, and now the Rockies, must win they argued, because they have young players and they play true baseball.  I'm not exactly sure what they mean by 'true baseball.'

What can you say to this? How can the Sox be greedy when they've won exactly one World Series since 1918? How are they overpaid  crybabies, when they play with so much grit. Not to mention some of the team's best players are just starting their careers.

Hey, it's never been easy being a Red Sox fan. I would expect the NY Yankee comparison after we've won a dozen World Series titles. But last I checked, in the hundred years of the club's history, the Red Sox have only won six titles. The Yankees? Twenty-six.

In the end, I guess all this anti-Red Sox talk is more evidence that our beloved Red Sox have finally 'arrived.' They are now big enough to spur on a legion of haters who don't even follow the team. Yet these people somehow  feel the Sox must be anti-American because the payroll is huge. Huh?

Me? I just let it roll off my back. My team, the Boston Red Sox, are in the World Series.And that's all that matters. All of the other teams are playing golf.

Rockies: You. Are. Next.

Fearless prediction: Sox in Six.

Bob Ward

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This is an interesting Red Sox ride in '07 isn't it? Up by 14, lead now (Wednesday) down to 6. Still 6 games to go with the Yanks. But you know what? I'm not worried. What's the matter with me?

Before I continue, I'm not going to jinx anything. I'm not predicting a Red Sox AL East victory. I just want to write about my feelings.

In 1978, I was at Fenway Park when Bucky Dent hit the awful home run that still shows up way too often during Red Sox-Yankees games. Man, I wish they'd give that a rest. Also in '78, I went to so many Sox games (bleachers were $1.25 day of game), that I felt like I had season tickets. As you can imagine, it took decades for the pain of '78 to subside.

So, here we are in '07. Yankee fans will tell you "This feels like '78 all over again!" These are usually the very young Yankee fans who can barely remember what a World Series Championship feels like, let alone an historic comeback a generation ago.

I can tell you, that this does not 'feel' like '78. And the reason is 2004. When the Red Sox finished off the Yanks in stunning fashion, then swept the Cards in the World Series, they did more than reverse the curse. The team made winning not just a possibility, but a real option. I don't know about you, but I don't look for ways for the Sox to blow it anymore. That's what '04 did for me. This is exactly like the "Squish The Fish" Patriots and the Dolphins. Forever, it seemed, Miami owned the Patriots. Anyone worry about the Dolphins now?

I also really like this Red Sox team. Sure, it's not perfect. Wish the bats were better. Still concerned about Gagne. But this team is just balanced. And it protects the team from prolonged losing streaks.

I don't know if the Red Sox will win the World Series. I don't know if they'll even win the AL East. I do know, that for the first summer since I can remember, I'm not sitting on top of the Tobin Bridge waiting for the sky to fall. I gotta tell you. I like the view from here better.

Bob Ward

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I am a reporter/anchor specializing in crime and regular features such as New England's Unsolved and Mass Most Wanted.

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