In today's miserablefest, which includes some truly sad stuff about Dave Page, the former strength and conditioning coach, CHB ends on a level of cluelessness I never knew he had:
Does he seriously not know Cone is saying he wishes Carl were around to tell him to fuck off?I saw David Cone in the press box Friday night. Cone is one of the great guys in baseball, but he was part of the 2001 Red Sox team that featured the biggest bunch of crybabies and nitwits of all time.
Cone rolled his eyes when we said hello.
“Where’s Carl Everett when you need him?’’ asked the affable Cone.
Indeed. Where have you gone, Jurassic Carl? Red Sox Nation turns its lonely eyes to you.