Did you really misspell Massachusetts? Or did I?
No, I did.
I edited it, but you must have quoted my post before I changed it.
Did you really misspell Massachusetts? Or did I?
They have one down here in Mason. Pretty good grub. I like the way they draw the shamrock in the foam of my Guinness(es).Speaking of which, I'm going out to eat at a place called "Claddagh Irish Pub"...
...Did you really misspell Massachusetts? Or did I?
No, I did.
I edited it, but you must have quoted my post before I changed it.
Clemens is another of those players that didn't know when to call it quits. I think that's what pushed him into steroids, and he's paying for it. I lost a lot of respect for him as well.Roger Clemens.
I even followed his career after he left Boston. He was hands down my favorite player this side of Greg Maddux. Then the whole steroids bit, lying to congress, Mindy McCready, and on, and on, and on.
Clemen's body called it quits in 1993. From 1993 to 1996, he was a .500 pitcher who only was at his best on five days rest. Without performance enhancoing drugs, he would not have finished his career with Hall-of-Fame numbersClemens is another of those players that didn't know when to call it quits. I think that's what pushed him into steroids, and he's paying for it. I lost a lot of respect for him as well.
No offense Bill, but I spell it DuMassachusetts as a way of saying "thank you for Barney Frank!"
Raymond Bourque! He whined & whined & whined to Harry Sinden that he wouldn't have a Stanley Cup chance if he continued to play on some bad Bruins teams. He cried that he wanted to go to a Cup contender. He was traded to Colorado & won his Cup! The Bruins received a six-pack of Holy Yuck Beer and a loaf of Big Yaz bread and a promise that He would parade around Boston with a Cup that He won --in COLORADO! Paul
AMEN, brother!LMAO!!! Barney "Fannie Mae" Frank
What a complete imbecile that man is.
Who?
Speaking of which, I'm going out to eat at a place called "Claddagh Irish Pub".
The beer, corned beef and potatoes will be flowing shortly....
That's awesome, Paul. I can still remember my father taking me to my first game (April 1974). I can still remember the feeling I had, seeing Fenway for the first time. Everything was so green! And then, I passed that on to my daughter. She's 15 now, but I try to take her to at least one game a year.
I woke her up in the ninth inning the night the Sox won it all in 2004. I cried in both her and my wife's arms (part of the reason was thinking of my Dad not being there for that moment).
I don't recall Jim Price.
Joe Coleman (a Massachusetts native) was the Tigers pitcher at the first game I ever attended.
I remember Joe Coleman, Freehan and Jim Price too !
I do NOT remember Milt May, at least as a catcher, but then again, thats what he was ... I guess I remember the name ...
Jimbo
Excuse me.....but the "tub of goo" moniker is ALREADY TAKEN!! GET YOUR OWN!!!