what's that smell?

Oh, right. That's the smell of my boyfriend making cookies while I update my baseball blog. We're totally ok with this role reversal. The cookies are for my awesome kiddos, who have raised over $140 for Roswell Park Cancer Institute. On Friday, I'll have the same haircut as Kevin Youkilis.

...Relieved to see Dice K in command. Atta boy.

...Still unimpressed by the rest of our division. Am pulling for Tampa Bay, however.

...God, I love this game.

Who's country is this?

Spring Training Rules

Yo yo yo...

...Coco claims that he loves the competition. Really Coco? You love having some punk ass kid steal your job right out from under your nose? Or is this another Pedro Martinez "I'm just glad people know my name when they chant who's your daddy and I don't want a rep as a clubhouse cancer if i do finally get traded..." kind of thing?

...Joshie missed a start due to back spasms. At least it isn't blisters *knocks wood* I'm not worried.

...Delcarmen has been having a bitching spring training. hansen, not quite as much. I've still got the 13 runs they gave up here in the B-Lo last summer burned into my brain. That was kinda painful to watch.

...I still have a giant inappropriate crush on Mike Lowell.

...In the latest episode of "large Marge and the chunky boys" it seems that Bartolo Colon is progressing nicely in spring training. In related news, the team finally found a use for David Well's giant jersey.

...Am still counting down the days until Spring Training ends and the reals season begins. Is it amoral for me to call in sick on the days the Sox play the A's in Japan at 8am? Or should I just put the game on in the classroom and call it a "study day?" And is 6am too early for the traditional Opening Day teleshot? (Geo, will need your opinion on this.)

God really does have a sense of humor

I try to keep my personal life off of the baseball blog. But what happens when the two meet in a sick and cruel twist of fate? I feel like I need to say it...my boyfriend is a Yankees fan. A real-life excerpt from our first date:

Me: It's ok, we'll just raise our kids to be Tampa Bay Fans.
Him: I'd rather my kids root for the Red Sox than the Rays.
Me: OK.

It was kind of awesome. He never saw it coming, either.

spring training!

it's been far too long, old friends. welcome back. to fort meyers, florida, spring training home of the world champion boston red sox. no, you aren't dreaming, we really are the world champions. here's the hot stove recap:

-me-ow, the tigers aren't fucking around. with the addition of dontrelle willis and miguel cabrera, they're looking awfully fierce. what's new, pussycat, indeed.

-johan santana caused a helluva hot stove debate this december. and january. but he's found a home in NY, and on the right side of the tracks, if ya catch my drift. would have been nice to see him at home in the fens, but it's not like we need another dominating pitcher if we want the other teams to at least have some hope (yeah, i went there. never too early for a little trash talk. bring it, suckas.)

-apparently, roger clemens may have done steroids. i'm waiting for the official UN statement. seems that this is clearly a matter of national security. hey congress...no shit!

-curt schilling is fat and his body is breaking down. again, i say...no shit!

-no other really awesome trades...kind of a low-key hot stove. ah well...at least spring training is up and running.

-best headline so far "Braves' Cox admired throughout the game" (go ahead, say it out loud. i won't tell.)

-best deadspin comment so far: "David Wells and four sticks of licorice are the fattest rotation ever."

bring it on. i'm so ready for baseball. lookout japan, here come the world champion boston red sox!