Sunday, September 28, 2008

Nice Article on Dustin Pedroia

See it here.

Highlights:

- clubbing a goose @ 18 months
- getting his ankle broken by Lance Briggs
- leaving Brady Quinn's cheese in the wind @ ping pong
- currently leading the AL in runs, hits and doubles, second in avg.


Lowlights:
- Deb Pedroia sounds like the quintessential nightmare parent at the local little league complex

One Good Thing About Jason Giambi

I'm far from a Giambi fan, but after reading this article in the Globe this morning, I have to give him a little bit of credit for being decent - at least in this instance.

"After Kottaras's hit, Giambi flagged the ball down and made sure it was taken out of play. "He's a guy that gets it," Kottaras said."

Sunday, June 1, 2008

You're a Class Act, Damon Woo (Ramirez becomes 24th major leaguer to hit 500 home runs)

I love hearing stories like this when people do the right thing:

"It's his achievement. It's his accomplishment. It's his ball," Woo said.

Full story:
Boston Red Sox - Ramirez becomes 24th major leaguer to hit 500 home runs - The Boston Globe

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Agreeing with the Sports Guy - DJ should be in the Hall of Fame



I was just catching up on my Sports Guy reading, going through his Pats or Celtics column when I followed a link to his article DJ should have made Springfield while still alive. I haven't really followed the NBA for about 13 years and don't recall ever hearing anything about NBA Hall of Fame induction ceremonies even when I did follow it. But I would have thought for sure that DJ was in there. It's simply ridiculous that he isn't.

Back in college I had the random luck to work at the video store in Lexington (Movies & More, on Mass Ave, I think) that DJ frequented. By no means did he know me, but I became a familiar face to him after multiple meetings at the checkout counter. One day before work I was grabbing some food at a convenience store down the street from
M&M. There was a decent crowd of people in a relatively small space, including DJ. Everyone knew it was him, but everyone also gave him his space and played it cool. On his way out he saw me coming in, recognized me as the kid who checks out his videos, and gave me that little 'hey' nod of recognition people give each other. I'm probably over estimating the degree to which other folks in the store noticed that nod. But I prefer to recall two things from that random moment: (1) DJ was just a regular guy, not above just saying hello to people (I've seen and met other sports figures through other miscellaneous jobs I had in and right after college. Being chill and down to earth wasn't necessarily a common trait among them.), and (2) Everyone else in the convenience store must have been wondering 'who the hell is that clown and why does DJ know him?'.