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Gibbons, come on, man, you can’t leave the desk like that!

In anticipation of the hoopla over the weekend, I was saving this one as on last kick in the ass on the way out of town for the Senator from Massachusetts, John Farrell, but… since the series against the Red Sox didn’t quite work out the way anyone outside of Greater Massholia had hoped, it didn’t seem real appropriate to post it. Today, though, I think we’re all safely calmed, ready for the Detroit Tigers, and ready to hear how, on an episode of Tim and Sid last week, J.P. Arencibia compared the communication the club received from ol’ fuckface with how it’s been like so far with Gibbers.

SID SEIXEIRO: How, so far, has John Gibbons communicated with you guys in comparison to Farrell. What are the differences?

J.P. ARENCIBIA: I feel like just more letting the guys be themselves and play the game. And, you know, understand that guys are here for a reason and they’ve done what’s made them successful, and you need to let them go out there and not try to force the hand or change the way the game is played. I think last year we might have tried to reinvent the wheel a little bit, and that hurt us sometimes. So I think Gibbons really has a laid back feel. But, I think another thing that he did, and he did with me yesterday, is that I missed a sign and I came into the dugout and he was all over me, and, you know, ripping me apart– in a great way. And I think that’s necessary, and we didn’t have that last year, and I think that’s a big part of who he is.

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Dear John…

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Dear John,

Stoeten here– long time no talk, buddy! Anything interesting happen since the last time I wrote?

Wait, really? Boston? Didn’t even attempt to negotiate?? Mike Aviles???

Yeah… OK, I actually knew about all that, John. It was all over the news up here. You’re kind of a big fucking deal, actually. And not in the way that you maybe remember– and definitely not the way that you are to those bleating, bleary-eyed, white haired, jowly, red-faced, ruddy-nosed, pseudo-Irish Massholes you now consider yourself one of. Nobody here banking hilariously on your magic wand being able to fix the rotation’s most crucial shitbags, John– we don’t even have any of those. At least, not anymore.

And you know what, John? As not-terribly-difficult as it might have been to paint yourself more sympathetically and avoid some of the Category 5 shitticane you’re about to walk into, you fucked up, John. You fucked up like you were down three runs in the eighth inning with two outs, Jose Bautista at the plate and Corey Patterson on first. You shouldn’t have given yourself the green light, John. You were never good at judging that anyway.

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Welp, the Winter Meetings have been a bit of a bust so far, but this should make your day.

BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!

Yeah, yeah, he’s joking, but still. Gold.

 

Image via @James_in_to.

Uh… OK, well here’s something new. And kind of hilarious– though probably not the worst notion for the Red Sox, at least from an on-field perspective.

Call me crazy, but I still have some faith that Escobar has good years ahead of him. Obviously, from his past results, the bat is a whole lot better than he showed last year, and he still plays a solid shortstop. Read the rest of this entry »

There’s just too much synergy involved in my coming across a recent item from Boston’s WEEI.com and the fact that I’ve been looking for an excuse to use this great pic that I’d seen making the rounds on Twitter, and was also emailed to me– thanks Jordan– to not go ahead and make a post combining the two. Even though, y’know, there isn’t a whole lot more to say about it than this.

Aaaaaand money quote:

“There was always, I think, an indication that there was going to be a point in time in the future that finances were going to be freed up to increase payroll. But to balance that out, there was such a high value placed on a number of young players coming through the system. To see it shift so quickly, that’s probably been the surprise. There was a number of good players that they gave up, from a baseball standpoint and setting aside the money that’s attached to those contracts, Toronto gave up a lot of good talent to get more established big league players.”

Sucka!

Oh, and just in case you somehow get to feeling sorry for Boston’s new favourite adopted son, Farrell isn’t terribly worried about the attractiveness of playing for his new team being subsumed by that of his old: “There’s passion in both [Toronto and Boston],” he added. “But I think this is a more intense environment, which is an attraction in and of itself.”

Oh, I’m sure it won’t be after you run your new team into all of the outs and realize how unlikely it is that you, personally, hold the key to turning Jon Lester and Clay Buchholz back from pumpkins into fucking princesses.

Hey, but good luck, eh!

“Free agency began at 8 a.m. Monday, with teams retaining exclusive negotiating rights until midnight Friday,” wrote Jeff Blair in a piece chalk full of goodies in this morning’s Globe and Mail. “Other teams are not precluded from talking to free agents during these five days, but only the players previous team can re-sign him during the period.”

In other words, the Jays need to get on their damn horse with this managerial search, in order to make sure they don’t have too many balls in the air as the most ridiculously crucial free agent period this team has faced in a long time gets set to begin. And, at least according to Blair, it’s not going to be an easy decision, explaining that “one veteran baseball man, who knows Anthopoulos and the Blue Jays, said last week that he believed Anthopoulos would lean toward hiring a candidate with a background in player development as well as coaching – much like Farrell – which could hint of Wakamatsu,” however, he also believes that “finding someone who has proven that he can manage a Major League team and has demonstrated tactical nous would seem to be an important consideration.”

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Um… hhhhhhWhat?

Buster Olney lays down some knowledge on Twitter, presumably via the fucking sieve that is the Red Sox’ front office:

At first it’s kind of surprising– and disappointing that the Jays didn’t take Bailey just so that we could say that the Red Sox, in a roundabout way, ended up trading Josh Reddick for a fucking manager, though I suppose it’s funny enough just knowing it was an option– but ultimately there are reasons why it entirely makes sense.

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