Tagged: Alex Rodriguez

In response

As I knew it would come to pass a Red Sox fan read yesterday’s post and has an issue.

Thankfully its the only Sox fan on this whole planet I like.
And no, it isn’t Ben Affleck.
Julia asked how it was exactly that Youkilis even reached Porcello in the first place and used it as an excuse to toot the Varitek-leadership-horn.
First things first.
I too was surprised to see Youkilis, who isn’t fleet of foot, actually get to the mound when he charged.  It doesn’t happen all that often.
But I caught some of the replays (of about seemingly millions of them) and if you watch close, Alex Avila, after Youkilis gets plunked, immediatley drops to a knee, turns, and asks for a new baseball.
Making him unavailable to assist in any way.
The corner infielders, the next and final line of defense for a gutless move like rushing the mound, were both playing deep in respect for Youkilis’ ability at the plate.
And I need to stress, if Laird is catching I don’t think Youkilis gets halfway to Porcello.
Rookie mistake.
Which is probably good for ole Youk there, because if anybody saw the look on Edwin Jackson last night, there is no debate that he was ready to kill somebody.
Had he been delayed in the middle of the field for just a second I think Jackson, who is deceptively fast by the way, would have gotten to him before anybody in white could have stopped him.
And Jackson, I think, would have throttled him.
So that explains that.
But now on to this bigger blasphemy that is this so-called notion that Varitek is a tough-guy leader-type.
I am almost certain that the moment that most Bostonians refer to when making such a claim about their beloved ‘Tek, is the time that former Boston pitcher Bronson Arroyo either buzzed, or plunked the Yankee’s Alex Rodriguez.
I don’t remember how old Arroyo was at the time, but I know he wasn’t an established veteran or even close to it, but Varitek “protected” his pitcher and started jawing with A-Rod.
And I even remember hearing a broadcast during a game of the week that Varitek is so proud of that moment that he has the image of him and A-Rod starting fisticuffs as his laptop background screen.
(rolls his eyes)
If you look closely you’ll notice while Varitek is being “tough” and “protecting” his pitcher he never once takes off his mask.
His mask.
In fact, never mind looking closely, Stevie Wonder probably could have noticed it.
Yeah, nothing tougher than picking a fight with a facemask on.
At least in hockey when the goalies get into it, which is, admittedly, not very often, they toss their helmets–as the first act toward the melee.
But Varitek?
Lets keep it on.
You wanna show me tough?
Take all the padding you go on off before you brawl.  I mean chest protector, shin guards, and face mask?
Ancient Samurais wore less.
He isn’t tough.
At least not by my definition of it.
But if Pedro proved nothing else, they define it a little strangely over there in clamchowderland.
— RM