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Category: skiing

The Red Sox lost their swagger.

I’ve been hearing about a great article called “Red Sox Confidential” from Boston Magazine by John Bailey (former Red Sox PR guy). Today I finally get around to reading it. It’s a lengthy collection of stories giving insight to the personalities of Red Sox owners Larry Lucchino and John Henry. It actually is a pretty good read and would recommend it to any Sox fan.

However, there was one very short part at the beginning that made it all worth the while. John Bailey explains how the new ownership group came to be: Les Otten and Tom Werner were pushed out of the bidding, needed bigger money, and Lucchino & Henry stepped in.

“They wound up getting the team, of course, but Otten’s role was severely diminished. His sometimes-clumsy attempts to involve himself in team governance — arriving uninvited for management meetings, and even showing up at spring training in full Red Sox uniform to take grounders from Johnny Pesky — made him persona non grata, and his eventual severance from the team was awkward and a bit messy.”

Showing up in full uniform? Inviting himself to baseball meetings? Can’t you just imagine that? Les out there stabbing grounders, slapping players’ butts, running the bases by himself….hilarious. That kind of character is gone from Red Sox now.

Maybe Les was on to something and John Henry should get out there this spring with some headfirst slides for the press.

A good article overall but I still just have that crappy taste in my mouth from last year. I think it’s almost gone but you don’t just get over shit like that. All the things that made the Red Sox so likable in the last decade were completely crushed. It takes a lot more time to be liked than disliked in baseball and these overpaid jerkoffs need to hurry up and get to work.

Song of the Week Drums – Money


Back when skiing was cool

We were the coolest looking kids on White Heat. Shreddin bumps, takin dumps. Notice that Greg was deep into his Wu-Tang phase at this time.

Now exhibit B, a classic example of the uncomfortable game. You might recognize that little guy on the left. Again Greg steals the show with the biggest snowmobiling puffy you have ever seen. Take notice, the well trained eye will see Dick Paaso in the background and Paul Fortin in the foreground (aka crazy rasta helmet)

I love my friends FO EVA.

btw its snowing and I love it.

We went skiing! Twice!

Can you see me?

Yup, just me and the open trail, man vs. wild, miles of untouched wilderness. It was nice to get away from the hustle of the big city and take in some pure air. I love me some arching.

Skiing is always fun, but its almost sad how little snow there is. Every year it seems to get a little worse. Do we just need to start accepting that snow in Maine is slowly becoming a thing of the past? I started to think about what it would be like if skiing in the east just became a memory: chair lifts rusting away, abandoned lodges, ghost towns up in the mountains of Maine.  But I guess we could start growing oranges and grapes. So we’ve got that going for us. I guess it’s true: sometimes when God closes a door, he opens a window………… let the toxic fumes out.

We got to play with some great homies.

And then came New Years eve. Shanz and I decided to spend it with tacos and the Bruins. Unfortunately they lost, but our tacos won. I got 5 pounds of beat up tomatoes from Royal River and made fresh salsa.

I should go pro in tacoing.