A recent BSI article by Charles Smith looked at the sudden offseason disappearance of Dave Dombrowski and the Red Sox. A grade of “F” contingent upon not signing J.D. Martinez, but I may consider that grade even with such a signing. I realize that I, and others, are beating this topic like a rented mule, but deservedly so.
How many ways can the forces of the mysterious unknown conspire to make my life a bit more disheartening as possible? The visit of the annual wretched cold is example number one despite my chewing – under the direction of my spouse – zinc tablets like peanut M & M’s.