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Surviving Grady wants the Sox to open a roster spot for a new position player: resident ass-kicker. And the perfect candidate? The recently unemployed Trot Nixon. The job description? "[Sit] in the clubhouse, chewing steaks and drinking whiskey, and [getting] called into action for every on-field donnybrook." It would be a nice boondoggle for Trot, a man whom one Bostonist has noted "should never have to pay for beer in this city. Ever."

The buzz in the Sox training camp these days is Clay Buchholz, the 1324 year-old pitcher who wowed us in 2007 with his no-hitter and in 2008 with his suckiness. That's bad news for Bostonist because his name is difficult to spell. Buchholz has a 0.46 ERA in the Grapefruit League this spring and a killer pick-off move, signs that he's maturing into the pitcher everybody hoped he would be last year. The bad news? The Sox' pitching depth means that the kid might be starting the season in Pawtucket, which is whole lot better than the Instructional League, where Young Clay found himself finishing out last season. He told the Globe, "If I'm still pitching at Triple A, it's a phone call away. I'll be ready to go whenever they do call me."

Last week, Dice K came back from the DL and most people thought he should go back on it. But he did a little bit better last night against the Houston Astros, when the Red Sox won 6 -1. Matsuzaka threw for 5 innings, recording 2 hits, no runs, 3 walks and 4 strike outs. Not a bad way to start a 10 day road trip.

Unofficial leaked lists started hitting the Internet late this morning. Fearful and optimistic at the same time, we started scanning them to see who was allegedly going to be on the MLB Steroid Commission's "Naughty" list.

Maybe someday, when all this is over, we'll sit down with (or maybe without) Terry Francona and we'll all have a good laugh out of all of this. Because when it became obvious that Curt Schilling didn't have it (and he was OK, but clearly didn't have his A game, or even the B+ game he's been getting by with), maybe a different manager would have gone to Jon Lester, or Julian Tavarez (whoops! he's...

It's hard to work up a frenzy against the Cleveland Indians. They seem like a bunch of polite, plucky kids who we'd be pulling for in almost any other circumstance. Gone are the enemies of the mid-to-late-90's: villains like Roberto Alomar and Manny Ramirez. Gone are the mockable stars of that magical 1988 team: colorful characters like ex-con Rick Vaughan and voodoo worshipper Pedro Cerrano. Trot Nixon, who you may remember as one of the...

Fear of the number 13. As in, 13 innings. As in, losing in the 13th inning on an Ivan Rodriguez single off of Jonathan Papelbon. But don't blame Papelbon, on a night when the Red Sox had two runs after three batters, then took the rest of the night off. A night when the team left a platoon on base. A night when - well, it just wasn't our night. It started off well enough;...

Things weren't exactly what one could consider promising yesterday afternoon, a few hours before the Red Sox and Yankees kicked off their series opener here in Boston. The skies were growling and peppered with sunshowers. Many of us were murmuring about whether we thought Alex Rodriguez was going to pull a stunt on the field (and whether Dustin Pedroia would be the first to lead the counter-attack). Starting pitcher Tim Wakefield was set to enter...

Trot Nixon's homecoming game at Fenway was one to remember. Not so much for Trot (1-for-3), but for the fact that this game had a little bit of everything. An inside-the-park home run for Kevin Youkilis (shhh...20 game hitting streak...shhh). A conventional home run for Manny, tying him with former teammate Jim Thome for 25th place all time. A controversial third-strike call in the ninth that brought both managers out for some earnest discussions with...

It's been said that tonight is going to feature the loudest and longest round of applause to hit Fenway in all of 2007. We disagree - we think it will happen either this weekend or in September, when Joe Torre comes to get Roger Clemens in the fourth inning - but tonight's going to be special. Tonight, the Sox welcome back Trot Nixon, stalwart of the 2004 Championship team and one of the core members...

Trot Nixon has moved on to the Cleveland Indians for a $3-million-dollar contract. Seems like the Sox put him to pasture: "Nixon had repeatedly expressed a preference to remain with the Sox, even as a series of injuries severely curtailed his production the last three seasons."

www.keepmanny.com. That says it all. Trading him is ludicrous. There is no one to replace him, and it essentially marginalizes David Ortiz. These right-handed world class hitters don't grow on trees, and J.D. "Injury" Drew isn't exactly Manny Ramirez. Actually, according to Elias Sports Bureau, he is a lot like Trot Nixon, numbers wise... hmmm.. doesn't Trot at 5, 6 mil make a lot more sense (platooning with Wily Mo) then 15 Mil per for the same numbers in J. D. Drew? Oh, and forget about 50 Home Runs for David Ortiz. Maybe 30. And, he will break Barry Bonds' number for walks with over 200. Mark Bostonist's words. Don't trade Manny, plain and simple. No matter what Curt Schilling says.

This space has been quiet on the Red Sox front during their August swoon, but Bostonist is back in full force. While lamenting the last 2 wins against the defending World Champion Chicago White Sox, a few thoughts are on Bostonist’s brain. Kevin “Town Crier” Youkilis. Geesh, just another guy who doesn’t get it. Earlier in the year Kevin was quoted saying “every game is game 7 of the World Series, every night.” How...

It was only a few short months ago that Boston washed its hands of center fielder Johnny Damon and his decision to move to the Yankees. Did he think the city was going to throw him a roast at the .406 Club or something? This is the city that declares oh so eloquently that “Yankees Suck” and when Johnny was photographed wearing the pinstripes and that spic and span haircut, Bostonians definitely gave him a roasting over some hot coals. Well, it seems that Johnny has decided to be a gentleman and poured his heart out in a full-page advertisement in the Globe yesterday. Bostonist thinks that all that bad press after he left town got through to the cave man months later and he felt this ad would help ease the pain. Or perhaps he’s scared of the obligatory “boos” when he’ll take the plate this spring. Either way, we do admit it was a smooth move on his part. But the Herald wants Damon to know that they’re not bitter he didn’t place an ad in their paper. They think it might have something to do with his ex-wife perhaps?

Bostonist has seen that Sox pitcher Curt Schilling is a religious man. As he scribbled down notes and prayers after pitching each inning against the Yankees in last year’s post-season, we could see that he believed that religion could help him and his bloody sock win games. When the Sox defied all odds last season to come back from four games behind New York, some fans believed it could only be something bigger than us...

Where does one begin to look back on a week that was probably the most wrought with drama fans in New England, and expats around the world, have seen since Jason Varitek shoved his catcher's mitt in A-Rod's blue-lipped mug. There are no sub-plots, no subtleties interwoven among a more prominent narrative - the past week has been something more akin to reading a half dozen novels simultaneously.

After bringing home a Superbowl title and a Worlds Series win, Boston sports teams have had an excellent year. As we grow closer to the one-year anniversary of the Reverse of the Curse, Boston sports players have been confusing the hell out of Bostonist this past week. The Patriots training camp started up today with some big gapping holes in their defensive lineup. Last week, Tedy Bruschi decided to opt out of this season...

Like a little kid who just got the crap kicked out of him in an after-school fight, the Sox are going to try and get one good jab to the face of our new bully, the Cubs, before hightailing it off home. And maybe, hopefully, Mommy's there to tell us how wicked awesome we are as she band-aids us up.