Eric Wedge Fired

I’ve been swamped with work (and about 80 comments I have yet to read for that Jeter thing), so it may just be some quicker hits today. Here’s a quick one: The Indians are in the early stages of what general manager Mark Shapiro referred to as a “reloading” period, and the reload will extend […]

And That Happened

Twins 3, Tigers 2; Tigers 6, Twins 5: Porcello and Blackburn were each tough in game one, but Verlander wasn’t matched by Duensing in Game 2, putting his team in a 5-0 hole. A seriously long day for these two teams, and despite all of the drama, now they’re back (back) where they started, here […]

My Morning in Exile

For anyone who cares, I will be watching the final episode of Season 2 of “The Wire” tonight (I just watched Frank Sobotka walk towards the Greeks waiting for him under the bridge so I’m pretty sure I know what’s going to happen there, but please, no spoilers for the finale). One question, though: How […]

And That Happened

Angels 11, Rangers 0: The Angels clinch the West, and in a fit of wrongheadedness so comically tragic that it strains credulity, they soak the jersey of a victim of a fatal drunk driving accident with beer and champagne in celebration (photo here). Here’s hoping that someone in Angels’ management was passing out cab vouchers […]

Great Moments in Live Chats

I guess I’m not the only baseball writer who struggles to fit a day job in with the writing: Buster Olney (1:31 PM) Hey, guys — I’ve got a call I have to take, I’ll be back in five. Buster Olney (1:43 PM) Sorry, guys… I had to take that call. Back to the chat…

Quantifying integrity, sportsmanship and character. Yep, it’s Jack Marshall time!

If you’ve been reading this blog for any length of time, you know who Jack Marshall is. Lawyer, Red Sox fan, professional ethicist anti-steroid crusader and — and I mean this in the nicest way possible, Jack — outrageous pain in the neck. Pain in the neck because he routinely disturbs perfectly comfortable conventional wisdom […]

My Morning in Exile

I made it all the way up to the 16th floor this morning without the elevator stopping at any lower floors. When I got to my office: champagne celebration. Hey, if baseball teams can do it for the littlest things, I can too . . . I wonder what the odds of Brian Sabean not […]