- BSMW Network Post: WEEI on Your iPhone http://tr.im/pO8Y #
- BSMW Network Post: Sixth Man, We Hardly Knew Ya http://tr.im/pMkA #
- NBA putting the smackdown on teams Twittering their draft picks before being "officially" announced: http://tr.im/pLG4 NBA is no NFL #
- BSMW Network Post: I’m Here! http://tr.im/pL1b #
- BSMW Network Post: SoSH Raising Money for ALS Research http://tr.im/pL18 #
- Sorry Steelers; Patriots sweep all-decade team, coach, MVP: http://tr.im/pKMc (but even I think this is a year early) #
- Red Sox Game 71 (@WSH, 6-4 W) Reloaded by Jon Couture: http://tr.im/pIZF #
- BSMW Network Post: Ortiz, Sox Power Over Nationals http://tr.im/pIb4 #
- BSMW Network Post: Twitter Updates for BSMW on 2009-06-24 http://tr.im/pGlh #
The way I see things, if John Smoltz’s first pitch tonight sails three feet wide, that will mean it stays in the park. We’re playing with house money after that. And if that leadoff batter should walk on four pitches, Smoltz will still be a run and three hits better than Daisuke’s first-four-pitch split last Friday night.
Yes, the six-man rotation is dead. Smoltz is in, Matsuzaka out for the foreseeable future. Turns out Tito Francona was right. Things have a way of working out. Tom Caron has Smoltz in the best place at the best time. Fighting Words has Matsuzaka serving well as a $103 million placeholder until the young arms could develop. The House That Dewey Built says Dice-K is a victim of his own hype, but he’s not a bust . . . yet. Fire Brand Of The American League opines that, other than his stuff . . . and command . . . and control, Matsuzaka has been well worth the $103 million pricetag. Peter’s Red Sox Forever says Smoltz and his four buddies will make a nearly unbeatable combination through October. Hmmmm . . . there was no mention of Daisuke.
Red Sox Monster loves the new and antiseptic Nationals Park, where Red Sox Nation is holding a filibuster-proof majority over D.C. fans. A veteran of many beer league triples himself, The Bottom Line‘s Rob has a special appreciation for Ellsbury’s performance in the opener at Nationals Park. Surviving Grady was a bit less appreciative of John Kerry’s performance in the booth on Tuesday night. Basegirl says Dave Roberts treated Kerry better than Eck would.
Hacks With Haggs doesn’t like Pedroia’s performance at leadoff, but who should take that spot? Ellsbury? Forget it, says Lou Merloni, who pencils in Jacoby as an ideal No. 7. Boston Dirt Dogs loves the performances of Ortiz and Varitek at the plate. Sox & Dawgs is happy to see Big Papi in the fifth and sixth slots getting pitches to hit. Sully Baseball has the Sox making a great trade to improve at DH.
Well, it’s finally happened. The Mighty Quinn Media Machine observes that Big Papi has passed up Big Slappi down in the bowels of the AL batting pack. The Mets half of Subway Squawkers delights that his cleanup hitter is matching A-Rod swing for swing, but for pennies on the dollar. A Red Sox Fan From Pinstripe Territory equates Girardi’s ejection last night to whacking the remote, and he’s annoyed that it once again turned the Yankee TV on.
A few quick entries on our winter teams, as they each have upcoming drafts.
Ball Don’t Lie and SB Nation combine great minds to bring you their latest NBA mock draft. Awful Announcing says they’ll be no tweeting allowed to announce tonight’s selections. Cole Wright may not know what will go down tonight, but he’s sure of two things: the 58th pick will be left intact and the C’s will tear through next season. CelticsHub doesn’t believe Danny Ainge when he says he’s not dealing before the draft. Rich Levine looks back at the C’s last 20 draft picks. Celtics Stuff Live advises against pulling a Ricky Pitino when it comes to Ray Allen.
Big Bad Blog gets us current on the Phil Kessel front as we enter the NHL Entry Draft this weekend. Cycle Like The Sedins features Cornelius Hardenbergh’s take on the B’s plan of attack going into this weekend. Boston Blood Sox crosses sports to trace Tim Thomas’ global path to the Vezina. Hey, it’s not the Urpo Ylonen Trophy, but it will still look good on his mantel.
Some scheduling problems created the late delivery today, so my apologies. They also forced me to put the Patriots on hold for another week. Thanks for dropping in and spending a Thursday afternoon with us here on BSMW.
The Sons of Sam Horn messageboard is more than just a discussion group of all things Red Sox. The folks over there (and there is a lot of cross-pollination between BSMW and SoSH) have always used their community to raise money for worthy charities, such as The Jimmy Fund.
For the second straight year, SoSH will run an auction to benefit the Massachusetts Chapter of the ALS Association, and will partner with Curt’s Pitch for ALS during the event, which will take place from July 6-19. Details below:
SONS OF SAM HORN HOLDING ANNUAL
AUCTION TO BENEFIT ALS RESEARCH AND CARE
Last year, popular Red Sox message board raised over $63,000
for the Massachusetts Chapter of the ALS Association
Boston, Mass. (June 24, 2009)—The web site that made its reputation on dissecting Jimy Williams’ lineups, analyzing Nomar Garciaparra’s penchant for hacking away at the first pitch, and analyzing the latest moves by general manager Theo Epstein is going to bat against amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS). The Sons of Sam Horn (SoSH), a popular message board dedicated to the discussion of the Boston Red Sox, will hold its annual online auction July 6-19. All proceeds will benefit the Massachusetts Chapter of the ALS Association.
SoSH will partner with Curt’s Pitch for ALS during the event. Founded in 1993 by former Red Sox pitcher Curt Schilling, the organization is committed to ALS patient care and the search for a cure.
“I am proud to join with the members of the Sons of Sam Horn in their efforts to raise money for ALS patients and their families,” Schilling said. “The goal of Curt’s Pitch has always been to help improve the quality of life for those living with the disease and their loved ones, and fundraisers like the on-line auction run by SoSH go a long way toward helping meet that goal. I sincerely hope you will join us and participate in this year’s auction.”
Last year, SoSH’s online auction raised over $63,000 for the Massachusetts Chapter of the ALS Association. Winning items included a Red Sox clubhouse tour with Curt Schilling, a week’s use of a beach house on Cape Cod, original artwork, and a visit to the set of the NBC television hit “The Office.” Auctioned items and services are mostly donated by SoSH members, but anyone can donate an item, and bidding in the auction is open to everyone. This year’s auction items can be found at www.sonsofsamhorn.net.
Since 2003, SoSH has also held an annual pledge drive that benefited the Jimmy Fund. The drive has raised close to $250,000, with a high of nearly $75,000 in 2007. Over the years, SoSH has received donations from a variety of organizations and businesses, including the Boston Red Sox, Rotoworld, the Ryan Center, NBC Sports, Kittery Trading Post, The Red Seat, Sports Propaganda Print, and Limo’s by Liz.
For more information, visit www.sonsofsamhorn.com/index.php/sosh-auction-for-curts-pitch-for-als.
I would like to encourage all to consider participating in this event.
This post is part of the effort to select The Best All-Time Boston Sports Columnists
Browsing the Sports Illustrated Vault, I noted a couple of publisher’s notes from the magazine which give us a glimpse into the writer that Leigh Montville is.
From the April 20, 1987 issue:
Eighteen years of writing for the Boston globe and living in Newton, Mass., has given columnist Leigh Montville a special perspective on the Boston Marathon. Not only has he written about Heartbreak Hill, he has frequently driven over and around it. So when the idea came up to have him describe the residents and merchants along the storied marathon course (page 94), he had an assignment close to both heart and home.
“Most of the people I talked to have the feeling they’re involved in something special,” says Montville, 43. “Each of the places I went, people didn’t have to think very deeply for stories.”
In addition to writing for us—his two previous contributions were stories on the Boston Garden (May 19, 1986) and the inventor of the Zamboni machine (March 30, 1987)—and for other magazines, he turns out four sports columns a week and the random essay for the Globe’s Sunday magazine. Seeking inspiration, he often turns to a mystical—to him—rubber-coated baseball the late Globe columnist Ray Fitzgerald also favored. “Ray developed the notion that if he held on to the ball, War and Peace would come into his head,” Montville says. “Michael Madden, his successor, uses it, too. It’s surprising how many times you need it.”
Montville’s stories generally reflect a fresh point of view. “Everyone else looks at things from the ground floor,” says SI senior writer Peter Gammons, a former Globe colleague. “Leigh writes like he’s got his own hot-air balloon.” Globe sports editor Vince Doria says, “Leigh’s not a hard-opinion guy. He sees a lot of gray in everything.” And it’s usually funny. To which Montville says, “I think that’s one part of writing columns they don’t mention in journalism school—entertainment. There’s as much Woody Allen in it as Woodward and Bernstein.”
Montville is easy to spot in a press box. He’s the rumpled guy with a toothpick in his mouth and a Coke in his hand. When he isn’t working, he reads Anne Tyler and John Gregory Dunne, vacations in Maine, goes full court at the Newton Y and slugs down junk food.
And then the September 25, 1989 issue:
The first time Leigh Montville entered the time-life Building in New York City, in 1965, he was a callow youth newly graduated from the University of Connecticut. His objective then was to be what he is today—an SI writer. But perhaps he was a tad naive.
“I put on my little suit and gathered my little college newspaper clips and showed up unannounced at the personnel office, where there were two other guys—who were waiting to interview for a maintenance job—and me,” says Montville. “We all saw the same woman and we all heard the same speech, ‘Get some experience and then come see us again.’ ”
Montville has been collecting experience bulk rate ever since. He took a job at his hometown paper, the New Haven Journal-Courier, and three years later moved on to The Boston Globe, where he became a columnist in 1970. Several thousand deadline stories later, he longed for the luxury of time to reflect on his stories. “Doing a daily column is usually more typing than it is writing,” he says. “It’s like being a contestant on Beat the Clock.” That was why when SI asked him to do a piece on the Boston Garden, in ’86, his first question was, “When’s the deadline?” Told it was in four weeks, he accepted the assignment with relish.
Be sure to check out this 1986 SI column by Montville on the old Boston Garden: And They All Say, ‘this Is It?’
This post is part of the effort to select The Best All-Time Boston Sports Columnists
This is from Leigh Montville’s book Ted Williams: The Biography of an American Hero, in a part noting the death of noted Williams critic Dave Egan. It might give you a little glimpse into the man, as we consider his place among Boston columnists:
Egan left a complicated legacy. He was the only writer in Boston who had complained loudly about the Red Sox racist outlook under Yawkey, the only one who saw the shame in a forced, half-baked, no-chance tryout in 1945 for Negro League stars Jackie Robinson, Sam Jethroe and Marvin Williams. He was often credited or derided as one of the major forces in the Boston Braves’ decision in 1953 to leave town. He was a different voice at all times, making fun of the powerful and successful, siding with the unpowerful and unsuccessful. . . and, of course, there were his “accounts” at the racetracks and boxing rings.
His columns about Williams were remembered more than any others. He had been a defender of Williams in personal situations — the controversy surrounding the birth of Bobby-Jo, for instance — but a constant critic on all other matters. No one attacked Williams more often.
Later on it was noted that honorary pallbearers at Egan’s funeral included Walter Brown, Bob Cousy, Milt Schmidt, boxers Tommy Collins and Tony DeMarco, race track owner B. A. Dario and Joe Cronin. Egan’s space in the Record the next day was taken by Larry Claflin.
We’ve discussed Egan on this site before: Infamous Moments in Boston Sports Media History