Happy Birthday, Dustin Pedroia!

My favorite human being turns twenty-nine today, and although it's been a terrible season for the local nine so far, I smell a win tonight on the back of starting pitcher Franklin Morales and the birthday boy himself, Dustin Pedroia.

I've waxed poetic about Pedey in this space many times before, so instead of boring you all with tales of my obsession devotion, I'll just leave you with some of my favorite photos of the Laser Show:

Remembering Johnny Pesky

After sixty-six seasons (forty-four consecutive) with the Boston Red Sox as player, coach, broadcaster, consultant, manager, ambassador, and general all-around good guy, Johnny Pesky has passed away at the age of 92.

Pesky was a beloved member of the Boston Red Sox organization for more than a half-century, and he saw hundreds of players come and go.  He was a mainstay at decades of spring trainings, and a constant presence at Fenway Park, participating in ceremonial events late into this season, including the 100th Anniversary of Fenway Park and the honoring of Jason Varitek.

Pesky had a ceremony of his own in 2008, when the Red Sox retired his number 6 and hung it from the right field wall with legends like his former teammates Ted Williams and Bobby Doerr.  Pesky did not technically have the qualifications required by the Red Sox for a retired number: players must have played at least ten years with the Sox -Pesky had eight (though dozens more once he was done playing); they must have have retired as a member of the team - Pesky retired after a season with the Senators; and they must be inducted into the MLB Hall of Fame.

Though Johnny Pesky was never voted into the HoF at Cooperstown, he was certainly a player of the highest caliber. In his ten season career, Pesky had 1455 hits, 226 doubles, 50 triples, 404 RBI, 662 walks, and a batting average of .307.  After a rookie season in 1942 where he finished third in MVP voting, Pesky went off to serve his country, missing three seasons in his prime.  He came back in 1946 and finished fourth in MVP voting after a trip to the All Star Game (the AL defeated the NL handily, 12-0).

Pesky hit just seventeen home runs in his ten year stint in the majors, and his propensity for wrapping them around the right field foul pole at Fenway (the shortest home run distance in the majors, at 302 feet from home plate) got the pole named after him.

Pesky has been a reliable presence around the Red Sox for dozens of different teams and a constant role model for hundreds of players.  Anyone who would like to learn more about Johnny Pesky as a player and a person should read The Teammates: A Portrait of Friendship, by David Halberstam. You might recognize the featured athletes (Pesky, Williams, Doerr, and Dom DiMaggio) from the teammates statue outside Fenway.

Johnny Pesky had the kind of life most people dream of having, and he'll be forever remembered by thousands of men and women across Red Sox Nation.

Aces low

That's really all there is to it.  The Red Sox have been absolutely terrible this season is games started by their two "aces."  No, wins and losses are not the best way to judge a pitcher, but ERA doesn't lie - especially with such a large sample size.

Yes, there have been injuries to a lot of key players, but when you can't depend on your number 1 and number 2 pitchers, you're pretty much stuck.  Lester seems frustrated, but all he can come up with is "executing pitches" and "fixing mechanics." Beckett, on the other hand, was seen closing a Boston bar a day and a half before his last disastrous start.

Somehow, the Red Sox aren't in last place, and they are only 5.5 games out of the Wild Card, thanks to the new format.  But it's safe to say that if Lester and Beckett can't win some games there won't be any October baseball around these parts.