Answering that question is not quite so simple as you’d think.
Adrian Beltre finally finds something he hates even more than being touched on the top of his head by his teammates.
The Red Sox bullpen put up yet another horrific performance yesterday.
Last Tuesday night around 9 p.m., my mother asked me how I was planning to write about the All-Star Game if I wasn’t watching it. I told her that I wasn’t writing my column while away, and that I wouldn’t write about the All-Star Game when I returned because no one cared about the All-Star Game past about 10:30 a.m. the next day.
You can’t make this stuff up, folks.