When I was a kid I had a full slate of sports heroes. Peewee Reese, Jackie Robinson, Ted Williams, Mickey Mantle, Stan Musial. Sunday’s were empty if Y.A. Tittle wasn’t throwing to Del Shofner, before Shofner started to hear the footsteps.
Every baseball fan has a favorite image of Don Zimmer. He was one of the most beloved figures in the game.
We’ve all seen shiny new items we really wanted and figured, if we stretched a bit, we could afford them.
CAN IT BE? DOUBTFUL… Are the New Britain Rock Cats moving to Hartford? Who knows… I’ve been wrong in the past trying to predict who’s moving where in what time frame for what economic considerations… […]
My wife and I received one of those gratifying phone calls last week, the one from your kid that demonstrates their own life experience caused them to gain a greater appreciation for what you did for them.
The last time the New York Rangers reached the Stanley Cup Final their only connection to us was their head to head competition with the Boston Bruins as the team most hated by Hartford hockey fans. 20 years later the Rangers are headed back to the final and this time they have our fingerprints all over them.
There’s nothing like a good party, and nobody knows how to celebrate better than the Boston Red Sox. They’ve already thrown a half dozen pre game suarees at Fenway this year and the season’s not even two months old.
I’m not going to pull a Jack Nicholson on you and tell you, “You can’t handle the truth”, it’s just that you don’t have the patience for it.
Sometimes I guess you just give up and turn the asylum over to the inmates. I couldn’t help but get that feeling when Chicago Cubs president Theo Eptsein signed one half of the tandem that solidified his legacy in Boston, the “inmate-fringe” half, Manny Ramirez, as a triple A player coach.
In keeping with the topic and in the immortal words of veteran Boston Red Sox play by guy Joe Castiglione, “Can you believe it?”