Here is word from Michael Schur, the voice behind Ken Tremendous of Partridge, KS. It is clear. It is sound. It's what we have come to expect, and it makes me feel small.
The Collapse of the Red Sox: The Bad Old Days are Here Again
Here's the opening greatness. After going through a few questions as to what this whole scene looks like if the Red Sox win just two more games, he arrives at --
We know the answer, actually. Bob Hohler's Boston Globe article probably isn't written, or if it is, it's one-fifth as long and entirely ignored, because: Who cares?Damn fucking straight, who cares. I'll tell you who fucking care, the Ghostfaces who want their ghosts back. Fuck WAR and VORP, y'all. GHOSTS! That's the shit that kept us from winning.
Sigh.
Here is some evidence that the bad old days are here again. People in and around Boston are calling for the trade of Jon Lester.
Jon. Lester. Let's forget, for the moment, that trading this guy runs counter to the popular narrative (he beat cancer, he's a hero vs. trade him, he likes video games. You can't have it both ways, folks).
Jon Lester is signed through 2013 at 5 years $30M, with a 2014 club option. The next 3yrs years look like this:
12:$7.625M, 13:$11.625M, 14:$13M club option
Cliff Lee is signed at 5/$120M, his next 3 yrs:
12:$21.5M, 13:$25M, 14:$25M
You can wander over fangraphs and see that Lee has been worth about a win or two more a year since 2008, and that is no small thing. But he is also 6 years older than Jon Lester.
My point? Stop being assholes!
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