This is where Peter Gammons became a god.
I know the Red Sox started the Hot stove season yesterday with the pickup of Jeremy Hermida, but the real wheeling and dealing is yet to come.
And I couldn’t be happier.
Now is the season of anticipation, and that is what baseball is all about. Anticipating the pitch, the swing and the play, holding your breathe because with every windup there could be triumph or tragedy, championships or complete epic failures. That is what the whole winter is about. Ninety-nine days of “Who will go where?” and ” What is going to happen this year” are all that separate us from actual players in actual official workouts.
We al know that the Sox have to do something big, whether is is trading guys who will never be good for Adrian Gonzalez, or resigning Jason Bay (hopefully both, John Henry you cheap bastard), this is the year to make the big move, bigger than J.D. Drew, bigger then Dice-K.
Just make it happen, Theo, it’s time to sack up.
I can’t f#$%ing wait.
99 days.
Go Sox.
Done.
