The Sox opened camp yesterday but news from Ft.Myers was already trickling in last week. Lets see what we know so far.
John Lackey is skinnier.
Well, it’d be tough for him to show up in any worse shape. The sloth mouth breather looked like he’d never seen a gym when he first showed up sweating all over the place. End of the day he’s still the guy cheating on his wife and serving her with divorce papers while she was battling cancer. His contract can’t come to an end soon enough.
Lester thinks he’s good.
Beckett may be gone but his stigma appears to be all over Lester. We go easier on him as a cancer survivor but we really need to separate the two. Lester was asked about taking his game to the next level and quipped, “what next level?”. I don’t know, maybe the one where you don’t have an ERA near five. You’re the ace of the staff. How about we start seeing those 100 MPH fastballs and elite control you once had; that next level.
Buchholz is already hurt.
He strained a hamstring in the first day of workouts. Good job dummy. I’m guessing day one of workouts was probably the first time he thought about working out since last season. And bows he’s already hurt.
Speaking of hurt…
Ortiz think his Achilles will be fine.
It wasn’t towards the end of last season and Ben Cherington said he should be ready by the start of the season. So why shouldn’t we believe that an aging slugger suspected of using steroids and HGH in his career won’t bounce back on the bad side of 35.
Finally John Henry says he’s not selling the team.
Which means Uncle Larry won’t be going anywhere either. Get ready for more bricks and sing alongs as the team strolls to another last place finish.
Being a Sox fan was fun for a good decade or so, now, not so much.