Valentine Makes His Voice Heard, I Hit Mute

Bobby Valentine was hired by the Red Sox because he is a personality... It took less than a week from the start of Spring Training for Valentine to start bringing in dividends the way the Red Sox wanted him to, but the problem is, it just makes him look foolish.

Valentine talked about two subjects near and dear to Red Sox fans' hearts: Jason Varitek and the myth of Derek Jeter.

Let's get to the most obviously foolish Valentine remark first; Valentine essentially called out Jeter's famous "flip" play against the Oakland Athletics. Two things are interesting about Valentine's remarks: first, he is absolutely correct when he says that Jeter was out of position, and second, there is no reason to be making the comment in general.

Jeter was out of position no matter how you look at the play, and it actually turned out better for the Yankees that he was. Either the Yankees practice the play (like everybody involved with the Yankees has stated) or it was a heads up play by a (begrudgingly) heads up player. If Jeter was in position there is no reason he would have had to be running at a full speed in order to get to the ball. But, if he was in position, and therefore taking the errant throw like a normal cutoff man, there is no way he would have gotten the ball to Posada in nearly enough time (a flip is much quicker to get rid of and much easier to handle for Posada).

I go to great lengths to never defend the Yankees, but why in the world was Valentine bringing up the play in the first place? Everyone knows the easiest way to knock the myth of Derek Jeter is to bring up the fact he may be one of the worst defensive short stops of the past twenty years. At the same time, if you mention that fact you are also admitting just how effective he is as a player in the clubhouse and at the dish; anybody who is that bad defensively and is thought of as this good MUST be a menace at the dish and a steady voice in the clubhouse.

Getting off to a great start and cementing himself as a serious manager is the first thing Valentine must establish. He has already failed miserably with these comments about Jeter.

Look, I understand what Valentine was trying to do; endear himself to the Fenway Faithful by dissing Jeter, but he went about it the wrong way and now just looks completely foolish as less than 24 hours later he has had to apologize because literally EVERYONE involved with the Yankees over the last 20 years has come to defend the play and point out that Valentine has NO CLUE what he is talking about. Mainly, the Yankees apparently always practiced that play. Moreover, to make matters worse, it was not a current Yankee player or coach who threw Bobby V's comments back in his face, it was his own coach; Gary Tuck, the terrific catching instructor and bullpen coach for the Red Sox had to nudge Valentine and tell him, "ummm, yeah, we totally practiced that play."

For a man who was hired to make people take the Red Sox seriously, Valentine is off to a rocking start.

Stance on Varitek is Baffling

When Bobby Valentine was hired by the Red Sox one of his first orders of business was apparently to alienate his two longest tenured players (Tim Wakefield and Jason Varitek). Both players were offered minor league contracts, which is essentially a slap to the face of both men... and speaking of hands to the face, apparently Bobby Valentine really admires Jason Varitek and his leadership ability, just not enough to invite him back.

I have already spouted off about the ill-treatment of both Varitek and Wafefield and have said my piece about hot stupid it is for the Red Sox to put their faith in unproven catchers, so I will simply state what is apparently not-so-obvious; Varitek's ability to call a game and control a pitcher, as well as a pitching staff, will be felt throughout the entirety of the season. It is going to be a simple case of, they did not know what they had until it was gone.

Varitek holds practically every Red Sox Catching record as well as being the only catcher in baseball history to catch four no-hitters. The Red Sox forced both Wakefield and Varitek to retire, and while both will be missed,

How to Lose A Diehard Fan in Three Easy Steps

It is no surprise to anybody that knows me that I am a diehard Red Sox fans. There are few things that could ever make a fan like me quit on a team, or in my case, take a sabbatical. Now, this is nothing to gloss over; I'm the type of fan who thinks the Celtics will mount a comeback when down 25 in the third even though they are in the middle of an awful season... I... just... don't... quit. So, in light of my sabbatical (and that is exactly what this is, a one year sabbatical from Red Sox fandom) I will reveal just how the Red Sox were able to accomplish this.

First off, the 7-20 collapse in September has absolutely nothing to do with this decision, at least directly. The Red Sox collapse actually made me feel good in a sort of, "I know I shouldn't, but I am SO interested in visiting that train wreck site from last week." I grew up with the Red Sox of the 90s; my most vivid in-person memories of the Red Sox are of watching Roger Clemens let up a MASSIVE home run to Mark McGwire that travelled further than Magellan and watching Jeff Suppan (Red Sox version 1.0) lose several games in very Suppan-like ways (i.e. getting crushed for a few innings before relenting to a completely ineffective bullpen). In other words, I do not mind awful Red Sox baseball, in fact, it was a welcome addition and made me feel like a little boy again.

The collapse did not directly lead to this sabbatical, but some of the handling of the collapse, and the aftermath of the collapse, did. For years, the Red Sox had one constant when trying to battle funks. The one constant they had period; Tim Wakefield.

Step One: Disrespect Classy Veterans

Most of the media made a big deal of Wakefield's 200th win (and rightfully so, not many pitchers debuting today will ever come close to that milestone), but you could see the toll every unsuccessful attempt was taking on the pitcher and the team. Tim Wakefield has never tried to be anything more than what he is; a reliable middle-to-back of the rotation starter.

Tim Wakefield has, or rather, had, a chance to become the Red Sox's all-time leader in wins, but the Red Sox, who have a storied history of misusing and abusing Wakefield, saved their best (read: worst) for last; with Wakefield in striking distance of that record, the Red Sox decided to offer Wakefield a contract... err... a minor league contract. Not surprisingly, Wakefield, in the face of this embarrassment (even though he would never admit it), retired.

The Red Sox though were just getting started. The other elder statesmen on the team, Captain Jason Varitek, was offered the same minor league contract. Varitek, who had a pretty good season last year before he got hurt, is being passed over for the more youthful catchers in the system, despite none of the catchers being capable of completing a full season (and WAY too much faith being put in Ryan Lavarnway, who in no way showed he could handle a major league pitching staff).

Varitek is going to announce his retirement on Thursday, taking with him most games played, started, most home runs and most hits by a Red Sox catcher... ALL-TIME.

Step Two: Bungle Every Off Season Move

The Red Sox finally did one thing right after the epic collapse in September; firing Terry Francona. However, in the old Red Sox fashion of one step forward, two steps back, they immediately mishandled every move after that.

The Red Sox of the past couple of years have made some very confusing moves that become quite obvious after realizing the management firm that is now the Red Sox organization is just out to make headlines, "sure, let us bring aboard Carl Crawford even though there is nowhere to put him in the lineup." The Red Sox fired Terry Francona, an awful in-game manager, albeit a terrific clubhouse guy who clearly lost control of the clubhouse last year, and hired... Bobby Valentine?

WHAT?!?!?! Bobby Valentine?!?!?! The guy from the Japanese beer cans? The guy who is so unprofessional he wore a Groucho Marx mask after he was ejected from a game? Just... Just... stupid.

Valentine has spent the last few years either in Japan or on the set of baseball tonight. The more you listen to him on ESPN the more you realize he really is out of touch with the game, but it is okay, the Red Sox hired him anyways because whenever you an hire a manager who is completely out of touch with the game and can never stay more than a few years because he grinds and wears on every player like it is a college team, you have to bring him in.

Then the Red Sox let go of Papelbon, refusing to pay a salary, which, yes, would be a bit more than you would like to play, but this is the same team that overpaid DRASTICALLY for Carl Crawford the same year Jacoby Ellsbury proved his might be the best centerfielder in baseball. Some think Bard is the answer, but if you watched the end of the season, you know he is not the answer at all (oh, we moved the guy who couldn't get three outs to the starting rotation? Oh, that is gonna end well).

Instead of signing Wakefield to a real deal the Red Sox are going with the Pu Pu Platter approach and signing every bargain starter East AND West of the Mississippi, but paying them more than they would have paid Wakefield.

Step Three: Find Every Excuse in the Book

If you read all of New England media outlets this offseason you would know the Red Sox collapse was brought on by fried chicken and beer. Look, these are professional baseball players. If these guys, ON THEIR OFF DAYS, want to have some friend chicken and beer at the end of a long season then they have every right to. People who think Josh Beckett's new found diet caused the tire around his stomach to expand are also glossing over the fact it is quite difficult to run on a busted ankle, something the Red Sox and Beckett (a joint effort obviously) decided it would be best for him to pitch on, instead of giving him some rest.

The first PR move by the new helmsmen Valentine was to come out and ban alcohol from the clubhouse. Great move... really getting to the crux of the problem there. Never mind the fact you have no solid catching, no back end of the rotation, no solid bullpen, and oh yeah, no corner outfielders. But please, go right ahead of tell me you are taking away the coolers from the clubhouse.

I have been in a minor league clubhouse. I know how hard these guys work. Some of you might not think baseball is the toughest sport in the world, but all of these guys, even the "lazy" ones, bust their butts every single day to try to improve and keep themselves in shape (and they do this for more than 220 days in a row).

The average major league baseball player gets to the clubhouse at 12:30, gets some food in, stretches, runs, does some individual practice and then goes back into the clubhouse for some food/shower, then goes back out for batting practice, comes back in for pre-game meal and shower and then does everything he can for the next three+ hours to try to help his team win. He showers after the game, answers some questions and then goes home, hopefully getting to his door sometime around midnight, most nights later. If he wants a beer in the clubhouse, I promise you that beer (or four) will do more good than harm over the long run. Plus, you are a fool if you think saying "No Booze" will stop adults from getting some of Grandma's Medicine.

The Red Sox have done nothing right over the last couple of months, so please, join me in my journey of trying to watch the Red Sox with an objective eye. I am sure I will fail, but it will sure be fun to try.

-Jake

Same Old Wakefield, Same Bad Luck

"The ball is carrying real well today." Those ominous words were uttered by Don Orsillo in the early portions of today's game between the Red Sox and the Twins. Normally, the Red Sox are the heavy hitting team that benefits from having the ball carry an extra 10-20 feet, just not when Tim Wakefield is on the mound.

Wakefield is notorious for allowing home runs; its what makes watching his starts so pressure filled, any pitch he throws can end up in the bleachers, no matter how well the knuckleball is dancing that day. At Target Field, where the Red Sox have been so very nice to their hosts, a day in which the ball carried an extra couple of feet every at-bat was not a good day.

Wakefield was able to get the first five batters out in 16 pitches, but the knuckleballer, who seems to luck out of roughly eight wins a year (including his first start of this season) had the same old luck he has always had, in other words, bad luck.

With two down in the second inning and breezing through the Twins line-up, Wakefield faced notorious Red Sox killer Jim Thome. Thome ripped a line drive into the shift, but the ball deflected off of shortstop Marco Scutaro's (who was playing to the right of the second base bag) glove and into center for a single. Two more two-outs singles later and the Sox were down 1-0.

With the Sox still down 1-0 in the fifth, Wakefield allowed a lead-off double and the next batter Denard Span blooped a ball down the left field line that was about a half foot from going foul, but dropped in fair territory for an RBI double.

The sixth inning did not fair much better as Adrian Beltre committed his first error of the year and the wheels started to fall off for Wakefield and the Red sox. A single here, a double there, and Wakefield was pulled after six runs, five earned (four if you expect players to not throw the ball around like little-leaguers) in 5 1/3 innings.

Despite the defensive woes and bad luck for Wakefield (the knuckleball was dancing all day, but the Minnesota bats were consistently able to drop the bat heads on Mr. Rawlings), it would not have mattered. The Red Sox were defenseless against Francisco Liriano's aresenal of fastballs, changeups and sliders.

Liriano was able to get out of a jam in the top of the first inning when he had runners on second and third with one out, but got Kevin Youkilis to swing on top of a slider down and in, and got Adrian Beltre to ground out to third. Liriano went seven scoreless innings, striking out eight and only needing 96 pitches to do so; the 96 pitches is the easiest marker of the Red Sox inability to make the embattled left-hander work.

For the Red Sox and Tim Wakefield it was another missed opportunity, and another example of a team that simply did not show up to play, a troubling consistent storyline early in the 2010 season.

"It's a Jump...To Conclusions Mat"

It's Early, but... They Kinda Suck

Red Sox Red Sox Red Sox.

The Red Sox and their players have one of the greatest fanbases in all of professional sports (I'm looking at you Manchester United). With that distinction comes a rabid fanbase and media scrutiny unlike anything most players have ever seen; John Lackey, after one start and six shut-out inning, might just be the greatest free-agent acquisition ever.

The fanbase knows how to overreact, and why not with the second highest pay-roll in the major leagues; the fans expect a great show when they tune into NESN for away games and an even greater show when they go to Fenway and sit in the ever-increasing pricey seats.

However, the Sox are off to unspectacular 3-4 start; losing two of three to the Yankees, at home, then taking two out of three at Kansas City (big whoop, except for the lone win came off of Zach Greinke), and just yesterday lost the Twins' home-opener (a true home opener as it was the first professional baseball game played at Target Fiend).

Like every year the starting lineup has some new faces (Marco Scutaro, Mike Cameron, even Victor Martinez is technically new) and old faces (David Ortiz, Dustin Pedroia, Kevin Youkilis), but for some reason this team has come out of the blocks in unspectacular fashion. It could be a simple case of, "they haven't meshed yet" or "it's early, no time to overreact," and while that may be the case, it's how they have lost some of the early games that is cause for concern.

The Red Sox lost a game in which John Lackey went six shut-out innings, but the bullpen blew it in the eight and eventually the tenth, only scoring one run in those ten innings. They lost a great start by Tim Wakefield when the bullpen blew it in the eight, this time only scoring four runs. Then, just yesterday, they lost to Carl Pavano and the Twins 5-2 when the bats never really did get going; one of their two runs was on a warning track drive by Big Papi which bounced off the heal of left-fielder Delmon Young's glove.

The main concern for Red Sox fans coming into the season was "how are the bats going to hold up." Now I know you cannot expect 9 runs a game, but it's more than that; the Red Sox have no energy coming into the games and it seems that there is something missing from the entire team, with the exception of Papi (who despite the atrocious start, 3-22 with 11 Ks, is still playing with passion; see, eighth career ejection), Youk, Pedey, and when he plays, Jason Varitek.

It is not that the new players do not yet understand how to mesh with the veteran Red Sox, its that they don't understand when you play for the Red Sox, you are expected to bring the intensity everyday. Red Sox fans can take losing (see, the 1900s), but what they cannot take is players that do not come prepared with energy everyday; the fans cannot take players thinking the Red Sox are like every other average, run of the mill baseball team because Red Sox fans, in the 2000s, have come to expect anything but average from their players.

This Feels Familiar

Sox Bullpen Blows Another One

In movie theaters right now you can check out "Hot Tub Time Machine," and if you get NESN or know anyway to watch or listen to Red Sox baseball, you can tune into "Red Sox Bullpen Time Machine." Watching the Red Sox right now is like taking a time machine back to the 1990's and the years of the bullpen by committee.

The Red Sox are 1-3, and last night spoiled another great effort by a starter, this time though it was an old face, a very, very, very old face the bullpen collapsed for. With his first knuckleball to David DeJesus in the bottom of the first inning, Tim Wakefield became the oldest starting pitcher in Red Sox history (43 years, seven months and seven days to be exact).

The knuckleballer who was born on August 2, 1966, has been the model of consistency for the Red Sox. Whenever he steps on the mound I always pencil him in for six innings, and three to five runs.

More times than not he proves me wrong; like last night's outing where he went seven innings, striking out six and only making two mistakes: a 73 mph four seamer in the sixth to Billy Butler that was nothing more than a batting practice pitch, which Butler kindy deposited into the left field stands, and the next pitch, a 63 mph knuckleball to Rick Ankiel (yes, that Rick Ankiel) which landed fair and in the bleachers down the right field line.

Besides those two pitches Wakefield was phenomenal; he allowed just those two runs through his seven innings, and most importantly, only needing 98 pitches to do so. That is now two strong starts in a row for Red Sox pitching; Wakefield's performance came on the heels of a six-inning shutout performance by John Lackey who needed 100 pitches to do so.

With the travel day between games the Red Sox bullpen did not need the help, at least that's what the common consensus was until the Red Sox bullpen took the ball in the eighth.

Holding on to the 3-2 lead Hideki Okajima allowed a leadoff double, but got the next batter out when Terry Francona called on Daniel Bard to get the final two outs. Bard allowed a walk, got the next out, and with runners on second and third allowed a broken bat single to Ankiel who sawed the pitch into left and the lackluster arm of Jacoby Ellsbury.

Just like that a 3-2 lead turned into a 4-3 deficit and a great pitching performance by the oldest starting pitcher in Red Sox history, vanished. It was the bullpen's third straight loss (second straight blown save for Daniel Bard) and stopped Wakefield from gaining his 190th win (176th win the Red Sox), which would put him just 16 wins shy of the all-time Red Sox record owned by Roger Clemens and Cy Young.

But most importantly, that third straight loss by the bullpen is harkening back images (nightmares?) of the days of Heathcliff Slocumb and the Bullpen by Committee when Red Sox fans knew that they were in for a roller coaster ride once the starter was out. The problem here is hard to grasp; Francona has two legitimate set-up men in Okajima and Bard, but right now he has them splitting the eighth, and it just seems that both are uncomfortable knowing that neither owns the inning and that at the slightest trouble, one will go in for the other.

The Red Sox most impressive bullpen season in recent memory was in 2007 when it was Okajima in the eighth and Papelbon in the ninth, and until this question of "who owns the eighth?" is resolved, you can be assured the bullpen struggles will continue.

No matter "whodunit" in the latest bullpen collapse of this very early season, the saddest thing is to see another chance at history dance away from Tim Wakefield and the Red Sox. Here's to hoping that the man who has done everything for the Red Sox over the past 16 years starts to get some help from his bullpen... Oh yeah, one more thing; did we mention he has 22 saves as a Red Sox pitcher?