Papelbon is a free agent. And I can’t sleep! Coincidence?!
It’s Thursday. Officially. And that means more than insomnia, people. It means Johnny Paps, the Jonathan Papelbon we know and love (and NEED) is… a free agent.
“I’ve got a lot of money to be made in this game, whether it’s with Boston or not. My goal is to make sure I’m ready to play every day and to make money, and you can’t make money if you’re sitting on the bench. That’s the way I look at it.”
That’s what he said in 2007.
With the Sox offering Rivera 15 mill per season last year, I imagine it will be big-deal or bust for Johnny Paps. So does WEEI.
The Red Sox didn’t have any sort of illusions regarding Rivera turning his back on the Yankees‘ two-year, $30 million offer last offseason. But by offering the future Hall-of-Famer a deal, the Sox were also ready to commit to Rivera. It begs the question: If such an investment was potentially going to be made to the 41-year-old, then why not Papelbon?
Ortiz is rumored to be going everywhere from Toronto to New York. And Paps? Anyone’s guess. Should Cherington right this ship with a deal? Or should he bid bon voyage to a pair it would be hard to imagine out of a Sox uniform? If you could pick one- Paps or Papi– who would stay? I’ve got to go with Papi, good or ill (I don’t care how many reasons you have to let him go)… but is that my heart or my head? What would the world be like without a Soxy Papi? There’s lots of talk about this Grady Sizemore guy… It’s going to be an intense off-season.
With the Cubs AND Cards tossing their hats into the skipper search ring, it might be time for us to speed up our game. We don’t want to be the last without a date to the dance… We’re making progress? Maybe? We did just interview Dale Sveum. Thoughts?
And A-Gonz, Jacoby Ellsbury and David Ortiz all netted Silver Sluggers.
Still can’t sleep? I mentioned these yesterday- but here are photos of Ted Williams’ love letters. Neato.
And, if you’re still sleepy, check out this video with A-Gonz saying the fried chicken eaters really weren’t so bad after all.
Does laughter make you tired? Because this blog by a Yankee fan, irate that the Stanks didn’t get any gold gloves, made me giggle.
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE let me sleep now. I have meetings, meetings, meetings. All the livelong fricking day. And it is 2 a.m…
PS- SHUT UP, Curt Schilling. You lost your speaking privileges in September.