Apparently this is old news but somehow I managed to miss it: the Pawtucket Red Sox are now the Worcester Red Sox, or WooSox.
Reading this story in today’s New York Times about the Sox’s old ballpark, McCoy Stadium, sitting tired and empty, bummed me out.
The first time I ever heard of the PawSox, or Pawtucket for that matter, was 40 years ago last month, after the longest game in pro baseball history, between the PawSox and the Rochester Red Wings. The Sox won, 3-2 in 33 innings.
The next time was a year later when Mark Fidrych signed a minor-league contact with the Red Sox and was assigned to Triple-A Pawtucket. I remember seeing a wire-service photo in The Detroit News of The Bird wearing a PawSox jersey (and I thought it was cool how it was basically a Red Sox uniform with “Paw” replacing “Red” on the front.)
When minor-league teams move, especially clubs with deep roots in a community, it seems to me that the new city can never appreciate the team as much as the city that lost it did.
If had access to an iPhone or iPad in college, my grades would have been in peril.
If I had one of those devices and the MLB At Bat app, I would have had some explaining to do to my parents.
It’s truly amazing what’s available in this app in near real-time.
Tonight I’ve been listening to the Tigers game in Houston and following a no-hitter by the White Sox Carlos Rodón AND sharing with my brother via text how bad the Tigers’ José Cisnero was pitching in the bottom of the ninth with a three-run lead:
Sometimes reversing course isn’t a bad decision, it’s just a decision.
A few months ago I decided to delete my retired Detroit Tigers blog, The Daily Fungo. I haven’t posted anything to it since 2017 and I didn’t like that it was languishing out there gathering digital dust.
I started the blog in 2006 and wrote there consistently for 11 or so years. Then I ran out of gas and out of interest.
Over the past couple of years, my friend Ian had to withstand a quarterly series of text messages about whether or not I should pull the plug altogether or just leave it alone.
This year I chose the permanent-delete option and forwarded the Daily Fungo’s domain to its equally comatose Twitter account.
And everything was fine.
Until this week.
At some point in the past few days I realized that there’s no point in having all of the work I put into the site (with an occasional assist from Ian and my friend Doug) just sit on my hard drive.
So, I resurrected the blog today. And, instead of feeling neglectful of a blog with thousands of aging posts on it, I feel happy knowing it’s out there for whoever stumbles on it during a Google search.