COMMENTARY
One of the harder things to sense from afar is the real temperature of a team. Outside perceptions are just that, and so much is often lost in transit. Some, however, are easy enough to read.
Like, say, the Red Sox following Sunday’s trouncing of the Royals by blaring “Dancing on my Own” in the clubhouse. The walk-up song of departed catcher Kevin Plawecki, who was designated for assignment late Friday night.
“Sending a loud message,” the Globe’s Pete Abraham noted.
The latest in a long line of messages from a group whose collective play certainly hasn’t amounted to anything loud or memorable.