Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Tanaka Dazzles Sox, Pujols Hits 500th Homer

Yankee Fans have been saying that Masahiro Tanaka has been the find of the season so far.

Red Sox fans have been saying that he hasn't faced a good team yet.

I guess he still hasn't. But he has faced the Red Sox.

He pitched into the 8th inning last night, the opening of a 3-game series at Fenway Park, and with the exception of 2 solo homers in the 4th inning -- one by David Ortiz, the big fat lying cheating bastard, and one by Mike Napoli -- he was dazzling. Dellin Betances went the rest of the way. Totals for Yankee pitching on the night: 9 innings, 3 runs, 9 hits, no walks, 9 strikeouts.

Again, Yankee pitching keeping the walk total low. I could get used to this.

And did the Yankees once again turn Fenway into a pinball machine? Indeed, they did. Only one home run was hit, by Carlos Beltran (in the 8th, his 5th), but it was one of 15 hits by the Bronx Bombers. Brian McCann had 3. Jacoby Ellsbury (booed like hell in his first game back in Boston, although the Sox put a nice tribute video on their board before the game), Derek Jeter (also booed like hell), Beltran, Ichiro Suzuki and Brian Roberts each got 2 hits. Alfonso Soriano and Mark Teixeira each got one. Jeter, Beltran and Ellsbury each had 2 RBIs.

The only Yankee starter who didn't get a hit was 3rd baseman Yangervis Solarte, going 0-for-5 with 3 strikeouts, but he made a nice play in the field.

Yankees 9, Red Sox 3. WP: Tanaka (3-0). No save. LP: Jon Lester (2-3).

With the win, the Yankees go to 12-8 on the season, leading the American League Eastern Division, a game ahead of the Toronto Blue Jays, 2 ahead of the Tampa Bay Rays, 2 1/2 ahead of the Baltimore Orioles, and 3 1/2 ahead of the Sox.

The Yankees' winning percentage is an even .600. If they continue at that pace, they'll win 97 games.

Currently, the best record in baseball belongs to the Milwaukee Brewers, 15-6, .714. The worst belongs to the Arizona Diamondbacks, 5-18, .217.


Playing for the Whatever They're Calling Themselves This Season Angels of Anaheim, Albert Pujols hit his 499th and 500th career home runs last night, at Nationals Park in Washington -- a rare historical moment for one of baseball's newest ballparks. The Angels beat the Nationals, 5-2.

Here's how the all-time home run list looks at the moment, with every player with at least 400. Players currently on an MLB team's active roster (not including A-Rod) are in bold. Players who are known to have been caught using performance-enhancing drugs are in italics. (Some of the others listed here may be suspected, but suspicion is not evidence, let alone proof.)

Barry Bonds 762
Hank Aaron 755
Babe Ruth 714
Willie Mays 660
Alex Rodriguez 654
Ken Griffey Jr. 630
Jim Thome 612
Sammy Sosa 609
Frank Robinson 586
Mark McGwire 583
Harmon Killebrew 573
Rafael Palmeiro 569
Reggie Jackson 563
Manny Ramirez 555
Mike Schmidt 548
Mickey Mantle 536
Jimmie Foxx 534
Ted Williams 521
Willie McCovey 521
Frank Thomas 521
Eddie Mathews 512
Ernie Banks 512
Mel Ott 511
Gary Sheffield 509
Eddie Murray 504
Albert Pujols 500
Lou Gehrig 493
Fred McGriff 493
Stan Musial 475
Willie Stargell 475
Carlos Delgado 473
Chipper Jones 468
Dave Winfield 465
Jose Canseco 462
Carl Yastrzemski 452
Jeff Bagwell 449
Vladimir Guerrero 449
Adam Dunn 443
Dave Kingman 442
Andre Dawson 438
Jason Giambi 438 (Yes, he's still playing)
David Ortiz 435
Paul Konerko 434
Juan Gonzalez 434
Andruw Jones 434
Cal Ripken 431
Mike Piazza 427 (Like I said, suspicion is not evidence)
Billy Williams 426
Darrell Evans 414
Alfonso Soriano 410
Duke Snider 407

500: 26, but no more than 20 did so honestly. 1 is active (2 if you count A-Rod).
400: 51, but no more than 41 did so honestly. 6 are active (7 if you count A-Rod).

We are supposed to presume that Pujols got to 500 without using PEDs. We are also supposed to forget that Ortiz got to 435 with them.

Monday, April 21, 2014

What Has Happened to Curtis Granderson?

As I type this, at around 7:30 PM on April 21, Curtis Granderson has just struck out for the Mets. Again. This time, against Tyler Lyons of the St. Louis Cardinals. (Tyler Lyons? There's another ballplayer whose name makes him sound like a soap opera character.)

Looks like that game-winning 14th-inning hit yesterday, against the Atlanta Braves, was just a blip.

It would be bad enough if his batting average were only .219, but that's his on-base percentage. His batting average is .125. His OPS+ is 30.

To give you an idea: For his career, those numbers are, respectively: .338, .259, and 115.

Can you imagine the social media storm in Pinstripedom if he was doing the same thing for the Yankees? Brian Cashman would get roasted.

He's not old: Last month, the Chicagoan outfielder turned 33. A 3-time All-Star, he should have 4 to 7 good seasons left.

This may be the hitting equivalent of "Steve Blass Disease." In 1970, '71 and '72, Steve Blass was a terrific pitcher for the Pittsburgh Pirates, helping them reach the postseason all 3 times. This included pitching a complete-game victory in Game 7 of the 1971 World Series.

But in 1973, just 31 years old, he totally collapsed. Couldn't find the plate with a map. He played his last big-league game in April 1974, got sent down to the minor leagues, got released in spring training 1975, and never appeared in another professional game.

There was no clear explanation. He was examined by a doctor, and no injury was found. No illness was found, either. He wasn't drinking heavily. He wasn't using drugs. He wasn't going through a difficulty in his personal life: His marriage wasn't falling apart, he wasn't having an affair, he didn't have a sick child. He wasn't dealing with depression or any other psychological difficulty. True, teammate Roberto Clemente had been killed in a plane crash in the off-season, which saddened the entire Pirate organization, but no other Pirate player had such a downturn in his on-field performance. So the loss of a teammate and friend didn't explain it, either.

To this day, no one knows why Blass suddenly lost his mound control. Whatever it was, he was fine afterward: He went into business, made a little money, then joined the Pirates' broadcast team. He's become a beloved figure among Pirate fans. But no one, not even he, has a viable explanation for what happened. And today, when a player (especially a pitcher) suddenly loses the talent that got him to big-league stardom, it's called "Steve Blass Disease."

Curtis Granderson's OPS+'s for his 9 full seasons in the major leagues: 114, 98, 135, 124, 102, 108, 142, 115 and 97. Some variance, and he did drop 18 points between 2012 and '13, and 45 points between 2011 and '13. But he was hurt for most of '13, which explains that, and there was no reason to think he couldn't bounce back. He doesn't seem to be hurt now. Maybe there's an injury we don't know about yet.

His home run totals since 2006: 19, 23, 22, 30, 24, 41, 43, 7 -- again, the last total explained by his being injured most of 2013. No one expected him to top 40, or even 30, home runs hitting in pitching-friendly Citi Field, compared to being a lefthanded hitter aiming for the right-field short porch at Yankee Stadium II. Still, he has just 1 homer in the first 3 weeks of the season, a pace for 9, about half of what could be expected, one-third of what could be hoped for.

As I pointed out, Citi Field is a pitcher's park. But that doesn't explain why his offensive stats have gone down as much as they have.

The Mets signed the Grandy Man for 4 years, for a total of $60 million. The Mets were the only team willing to give him a guaranteed 4th season in a new contract, which would take him through 2017, when he would be 36 years old. Now, still 33, he's looking like every bit the Flushing free-agent bust that Mo Vaughn and Jason Bay were.

This past December 10, at baseball's winter meetings at Disney World, Granderson said, "A lot of the people I’ve met in New York have always said true New Yorkers are Mets fans. So I’m excited to get a chance to see them all out there."

Now, he didn't say, himself, "True New Yorkers are Mets fans." He used "weasel words": "A lot of the people I've met in New York have always said... " This is like when Fox News says, "Some people say that President Obama (is doing, or has done, something bad)."

Still, it wouldn't be hard for a Yankee Fan to say that his words, however he used them, are coming back to haunt him.

I've said many times that I don't believe in ghosts, curses or jinxes... except when it comes to sports. Maybe this is karma for the Grandy Man.

Who can take a baseball
miss it with a bat
see his stats go down
and reputation going splat?
The Grandy Man.
Whoa, the Grandy Man can.
The Grandy Man can
'cause he left the team we love
and now he is no good.

And true New Yorkers now think he stinks.

It doesn't seem fair. His backhanded swipe at the Yankees aside, he seems like a good guy. He was never a disciplinary problem as a Yankee. An occasional disappointment, yes; but a good guy, and frequently a good player, occasionally a very good player. And after he retires, I'll be happy to welcome him back on Old-Timers' Day, although he didn't win a Pennant in his 4 seasons in Pinstripes. (He did get to 2 ALCS, but he tended to disappear at the plate in the postseason.)

As I type this, shortly after 8:00, he's come to the plate again, and been hit by a pitch. That raises his on-base percentage for the 2014 season to .230, although is batting average remains .125.


Days until the next Yankees-Red Sox series begins: 1, tomorrow night, at 7:10 PM, at Fenway Park.

Days until the Red Bulls play again: 2, this Wednesday night, at 7:30 PM, home to the Houston Dynamo. (I omitted this game from my last countdown feature. It's possible it was rescheduled and I hadn't adjusted it.)

Days until Arsenal play again: 7, next Monday afternoon at 3:00 (8:00 PM, London time), home to North-East giants Newcastle United. Yesterday, they won 3-0 over East Yorkshire club Hull City, the same team that they will play in the FA Cup Final next month. Arsenal can still finish in 4th place in the Premier League, thus qualifying for the qualifying round of the 2014-15 UEFA Champions League; with Manchester City slipping up with yesterday draw to North-East club Sunderland, Arsenal have a shot at finishing 3rd, thus qualifying for the Champions League without needing the qualifying round.

Days until the FA Cup Final, Arsenal vs. Hull City, at the new Wembley Stadium in London: 26, on Saturday, May 17. Under 4 weeks.

Days until the U.S. national soccer team plays again: 36, on Tuesday, May 27, at 10:00 PM Eastern Time, against former Soviet "republic" Azerbaijan, in one of the last events that will be held at Candlestick Park in San Francisco. Just 5 weeks. This will be the first of 3 warmup matches for the World Cup, also facing Turkey at Red Bull Arena and Nigeria in Jacksonville.

Days until the Red Bulls next play a "derby": 47, on Saturday, June 7, 7:30 PM, vs. the New England Revolution, at Gillette Stadium in Foxboro, Massachusetts.

Days until the 2014 World Cup in Brazil: 52, on Thursday, June 12. A little over 7 weeks.

Days until the Arsenal-Red Bulls match at Red Bull Arena: 96, on Saturday, July 26. A little over 3 months.

Days until the next North London Derby between Arsenal and Tottenham: Unknown. The next season's schedule, or "fixture list," usually comes out on the 2nd Friday in June. The new season usually begins on the 3rd Saturday in August, but derbies are rarely held that early in the season -- this season's September 1 match was unusually early. That opener will most likely be on August 16, which would be 117 days, but don't count on it being a derby.

Days until Rutgers plays football again: 131, on Saturday, August 30, away to Washington State, at CenturyLink Field, home of the NFL Champion Seattle Seahawks. A little over 4 months.

Days until East Brunswick High School plays football again: Unknown, as the schedule has yet to be released. Most likely, it will be on the 2nd Friday night in September. If so, that will be September 12, therefore 144 days.

Days until Rutgers makes its Big Ten Conference debut: 145 days, on Saturday, September 13, time to be determined, against old enemy Penn State.

Days until Derek Jeter's last regular-season game (barring injury): 160, on Sunday, September 28, against the Red Sox at Fenway Park. A little over 5 months.

Days until the Devils play again: Unknown, as the Devils did not make the 2014 Stanley Cup Playoffs, and the 2014-15 NHL schedule hasn't been released yet. The most likely date is the first Friday in October, which would be October 3. That's 165 days.

Days until the Devils next play a local rival: Unknown, as per the previous answer. Most likely, though, the Devils won't play either the Rangers, the Islanders or the Flyers as their season opener, or their home opener.

Days until Game 7 of the 2014 World Series -- the absolute latest you can ever again see Derek Jeter in a competitive game: 191, on Wednesday, October 29. Less than 7 months, and no more Jeter -- not as an active player, anyway.

Days until the next East Brunswick vs. Old Bridge Thanksgiving game: 220, on Thursday morning, November 27, 10:00 AM. A little over 7 months.

Days until New York City FC make their Major League Soccer debut: Unknown, but a new MLS season usually begins on the 2nd Saturday in March, which would be March 14, 2015. That's 327 days. Under 11 months. Whether it will be a home game, and thus at the new Yankee Stadium, is yet to be determined.

Days until the New York Islanders' last game at the Nassau Coliseum: Unknown, but an NHL regular season usually ends on the 2nd Sunday in April, which would be April 12, 2015. That's 356 days. Just under 1 full year.

Days until the Islanders' first home game at the Barclays Center in Brooklyn: Unknown, but an NHL regular season usually begins on the 1st Friday in October, which would be October 2, 2015. That's 529 days. That's a under 18 months. Or, to put it another way, "529 Sleeps Till Brooklyn." Until then, they're just a Small Club In Hempstead.

Days until the 2016 Olympics in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil: 714, on Friday, August 5, 2016. Less than 29 months.

Pitching Is Not a Hard Subject to Grasp, Unless You're Joe Girardi

Pitching is not a hard concept to grasp. If a pitcher is pitching well, and shows no sign of fatigue, you leave him in, and let him continue to do his job. If he's not doing well, get him out sooner, rather than later.
No, pitching is not a hard concept to grasp. Unless you're Yankee manager Joe Girardi, and you trust your binder rather than your eyes and your instincts.

On Friday night, after winning the first game of a 4-game series against the 2014 Tampa Bay Rays -- otherwise known as the 2018 Montreal Expos -- Girardi sent Hiroki Kuroda out to start the second game. For 5 innings, this was a great decision, buoyed by a 4-run 2nd inning, highlighted by a bases-loaded double by Scott Sizemore. Kuroda allowed 2 runs in the bottom of the 4th, but with 1 out in the bottom of the 6th, the Yankees still led, 4-2.

Then Kuroda allowed singles to Matt Joyce and Evan Longoria. Girardi consulted his Binder Full of Strategies, and sent pitching coach Larry Rothschild out to talk to Kuroda. (Ironically, when the opposition first entered the league in 1998, as the Tampa Bay Devil Rays, Rothschild was their manager. Let's just say that, like many other pitching coaches turned managers before him, as a manager, he made a good pitching coach.) At first, it seemed to work, as Kuroda got a 2nd out.
But then, Wil Myers singled home Joyce, to make it 4-3. That was enough for Girardi, who replaced Kuroda with David Phelps, who has not exactly inspired in this new season. (Nor did he for most of last season.) Phelps did get the last out of the 6th, and when the Yankees scored in the top of the 7th, to lead 5-3, it looked like Girardi had made the right decision.

But Yunel Escobar led off the bottom of the 7th with a hit, and Ryan Hanigan hit a liner back to the box, which hit Phelps in the ribs. It rebounded to Kelly Johnson, playing 1st base for the injured Mark Teixeira, and Johnson got it and touched 1st for the out, but Escobar advanced to 2nd. If Girardi made a mistake by pulling Kuroda too soon, he now compounded it by doing the same with Phelps. It was a panic move, because Phelps was fine. (He didn't pitch in Saturday's game, but he did pitch yesterday.)
Girardi brought in Matt Thornton. Thornton is a good young pitcher, but he wasn't properly prepared to be brought in, and he allowed a hit that loaded the bases. Then Girardi panicked again, and apparently the binder said, "You know what I said a moment ago? Forget it, I'm an idiot, but trust me now: Bring in Adam Warren." Girardi did. Result? RBI single, walk, 2-RBI single. Tie game.

As they would say in English soccer, "Four-nil, and we fucked it up." Also, "Five-two, and we fucked it up."

No, we didn't fuck it up. Girardi fucked it up.

Warren got the last out, and the first 2 in the 8th, but allowed a double and a homer to make it 7-5 Rays.

Girardi then brought in Cesar Cabral. Cabral is 25, so he's not a kid, although he is still, officially, a rookie. But he put on one of the worst Yankee pitching performances you'll ever see -- I hope! He faced 6 batters, and retired exactly none.
He allowed a single to Ben Zobrist. He threw a wild pitch to Brandon Guyer, advancing Zobrist to 2nd. He gave up a single to Guyer, scoring Zobrist. He hit Longoria with a pitch. He went to a 3-0 count on James Loney before hitting him with a pitch, loading the bases. Rothschild went out to calm him down. This had all the effectiveness of a one-legged man at a butt-kicking contest. Cabral allowed a single to Myers, scoring Guyer and Longoria. Then, with his 23rd and final pitch, he reloaded the bases by hitting Logan Forsythe.

If that last one was intentional, it was probably because Logan Forsythe has the nerve to walk around with the name of a soap-opera character.
I don't think it was intentional, because Cabral's control wasn't that good. He was thrown out of the game -- which is understandable, given that he'd faced 6 batters and hit 3 of them. It's not that he's a headhunter: It's that his control was so bad, he could very well hurt somebody out there.
Shortly after the game ended, the Yankees announced that Cabral had been designated for assignment. Wow, that was fast. Almost as if George Steinbrenner was still alive and pulling the strings. If that had kind of pitching crapfest had happened in the 1980s, there would have been a phone call from Steinbrenner's box to a taxi company to pick Cabral up, and another from the box to the Tampa airport, to have George's personal plane fly Cabral directly to Columbus, do not pass Go, do not collect $200.

But here's what I want to know: Why didn't Girardi take Cabral out sooner -- for example, after the second straight hit batter? Did he not have Shawn Kelley already warming up? He could have told the umpire, "I think my pitcher's control is off because he's hurt." According to the rules, this would allow a manager to give the pitcher he's got, and/or the pitcher he wants to bring in, as many warmup tosses as he needs before play can resume. Girardi would have had control of the situation. For all his flaws, and he had them as a manager as well as in his personal life, Billy Martin would have known this rule, and would have taken advantage of it. Don't break the rules, use the rules.

Kelley got the last out in the 8th, but the damage was done. Rays 11, Yankees 5. WP: Jake McGee (1-0). No save. LP: Warren (0-1, although this one was more Girardi's fault than that of any of his pitchers).

Saturday's game was the Yankees' worst in a long, long time. That's in terms of on-field performance, if not in terms of damaging injuries, although starting pitcher Ivan Nova did get hurt, and is now rumored to need Tommy John surgery, which means he'd be out for the rest of this season.

The Yankees got only 1 run on 3 hits, so it wouldn't have mattered if Nova had been fine, and only allowed 2 runs. But he wasn't fine. He allowed a run in the 2nd, 3 in the 3rd, and 2 in the 4th. So it was already 6-0 when he began the 5th.

A Zobrist single and a Joyce double began the bottom of the 5th. Only then, after Nova had already allowed 6 runs in 4+ innings, did Girardi suspect an injury, and remove Nova. If he'd removed him sooner, both the injury and the defeat could have been less severe.

By the time Matt Daley, whom Girardi brought in, was done, it was 14-1. Even backup infielder Dean Anna pitched an inning, allowing 2 runs, for the final of 16-1. That's right, sixteen to one. Paging William Jennings Bryan.

WP: Chris Archer (2-1). LP: Nova (2-2).

Yesterday's game may not have been a "must-win" for the Yankees -- it's difficult to argue that any MLB game played in April is a "must-win" -- but the Yankees needed to get momentum back on their side.

The Yankees scored a run in the top of the 4th. Alfonso Soriano led off with a double. Teixeira, returning from the Disabled List, hit a fly to right that advanced Soriano to 3rd. Yangervis Solarte lined out to 2nd, and Sori couldn't score. But Brett Gardner doubled to right, to score him.
As for the pitching. As Bob Seger would say, Call me a relic, call me what you will, say I'm old-fashioned, say I'm over the hill. But, in my opinion, it does not take 5 pitchers to hold a good team to 1 run over 9 innings.

But it's not my opinion that holds sway in these cases, it's Joe Girardi's. Vidal Nuno was penciled in as the Sunday starter, so that both Masahiro Tanaka and Michael Pineda would be fully-rested to go against the Red Sox at Fenway this week. Nuno has been shaky so far this season, and hasn't really been a starter. Girardi gave him 5 innings, and he made the most of them: No runs, 3 hits, 2 walks, 6 strikeouts.
Phelps pitched the 6th, and into the 7th. He didn't allow a baserunner. Girardi should have kept him in longer, but he didn't. Did he know the game was going to go to extra innings? Of course not. Should he have been aware of the possibility, and not gone all willy-nilly with the bullpen? Of course yes.

He brought Thornton in, and 2 men got on. He replaced Thornton with Warren, and Warren allowed the tying run and loaded the bases, before getting out of the jam.
Warren pitched the 8th, and Girardi brought Kelley in for the 9th, to send the game to extra innings. Kelley also pitched a scoreless 10th.
The Yankees went 1-2-3 in the 10th, and wasted a Derek Jeter single in the 11th. Solarte led off the 12th with a walk -- and, as we've seen, those leadoff walks can be very productive (or dangerous, depending on which side of it you're on). Gardner grounded into a forceout, so now he was on 1st with 1 out. Brian Roberts lined out, and it looked like the Yankees would waste another chance.
But Brian McCann singled Gardner over to 3rd. Jacoby Ellsbury was intentionally walked, loading the bases but also setting up an inning-ending play at any base. Except Anna, not pitching this time, fouled off 3 pitches before drawing a go-ahead walk. Beltran and Soriano followed with singles, to make it 5-1 Yankees. Preston Claiborne kept the Rays off the board in the 11th and the 12th.
WP: Claiborne (1-0). LP: Heath Bell (0-1).
So the Yankees split 4 away to Tampa Bay. Not a bad result. The aggregate score was ugly, but then, this isn't Champions League soccer, is it? As the Yankees themselves found out in the 1960 World Series, to their horror, it's not how many runs you score in the series, it's how many games you win. (The Yanks outscored the Pittsburgh Pirates 55-27 but lost 4 games to 3.)

With the Red Sox losing their annual 11:05 AM-starting Patriots Day game today (they always start it early to reduce traffic, as the Boston Marathon usually finishes up by the end of the game), with 23 weeks to go in the regular season, the AL East standings look like this going into tonight's games (which do not include the Yankees, as they're shipping up to Boston tonight):

Tampa Bay9102.0142

"MN" is Magic Number: To eliminate the AL East teams, any number of Yankee wins and Red Sox losses adding up to 141, and the Sox can't win the Division; it's 142 for the Rays, 143 for the Jays and 144 for the O's, who've played 1 fewer game than the Yanks and Rays, who've played a game fewer than the Sox.

As for Nova's injury: He had an MRI last night, and it "has revealed a partial tear of ulnar collateral ligament of his right elbow." He's gone on the DL. According to Sweeny Murti of WFAN, he hasn't yet been told how long he'll be out, or what surgery is required, if any.

The starting pitchers for the series at Fenway are listed as follows:

* Tomorrow night, first pitch scheduled for 7:10 PM: Tanaka vs. Jon Lester.

* Wednesday night, 7:10: Pineda vs. John Lackey.

* Thursday night, 7:10: CC Sabathia vs. Felix Doubront.

This will be the biggest test yet in a Yankee uniform for both Tanaka and Pineda. They're off to very good starts. May it continue.

And may Girardi not find a way to mess it up. Because pitching is not a hard subject to grasp.

Friday, April 18, 2014

Triple Your Pleasure, Triple Your Fun

The Yankees beat the Tampa Bay Rays last night, in the opener of a 4-game series at the White Elephant. That's the important thing.

That a triple play was turned, and that Yangervis Solarte hit his first major league home run, are nice bonuses, but hardly necessary.

It doesn't matter how the game is won, as long as it is -- within the rules of the game, of course. After all, we don't want to be so desperate for victory that we'll cheat like that lot up I-95.


The joke is that CC Sabathia pitches better when he's fat than when he seems to have lost weight. Well, he must've eaten some Cuban-style sandwiches down in Tampa, because he was pitching like the CC of 2007-09. He went 7 innings, allowed 2 runs, only 1 earned, on 7 hits and 2 walks, with 6 strikeouts.

Let the Big Dog eat!

And the Yankees broke out the lumber. In addition to Solarte opening his account (as they would say if he were a soccer player scoring his first goal for the club), Alfonso Soriano hit his 4th home run of the season, and Brian McCann, an injury concern going in, hit his 3rd.

Sadly, John Sterling muffed the call. Instead of saying, "Yangervis provides service!" Or "He's Solar-te powered!" he went with "Never nervous, Yangervis!"

"Never Nervous" was a nickname bestowed upon basketball center Pervis Ellison, the freshman who led the University of Louisville to the National Championship in 1986. But injuries plagued his pro career, and Danny Ainge nicknamed him "Out of Service Pervis." (The native of Savannah, Georgia is now 47, and coaches basketball in South Jersey.)

Then, Sterling made it even worse. Perhaps not knowing that Domenico Modugno's 1958 worldwide smash "Volare" has been appropriated for songs about soccer players, he sang, "Solarte, whoa-oh! Solarte, whoa-oh-oh-oh!"

Johnny Sterling, he's a dork!
Worst broadcaster in New York!
Da-dah, da-dah! Da-dah, da-dah!

At any rate, the most talked-about play of the evening came in the bottom of the 2nd. Evan Longoria led off with a double to center. Then Wil Myers worked CC for a walk. So, 1st and 2nd, nobody out. The Yankees were leading 4-0, but CC has already had a couple of starts blighted by onebadinningitis, and there was concern that this might be another. One bad inning can ruin your whole day.

The batter was Sean Rodriguez. He hit a line shot to Solarte, who ran over to tag 3rd base for a force play. One out. Solarte threw to Brian Roberts, who stepped on 2nd for another force. Two out. Roberts then threw to Scott Sizemore, covering 1st. Three out. Triple play.

The final was Yankees 10, Rays 2. WP: Sabathia (2-2). No SV, although Dellin Betances pitched 2 scoreless innings in relief of CC. LP: Rays ace David Price (2-1).

Oh yeah, the Rays got over 28,000 fans last night. I'm guessing the 20,000 were rooting for the Yankees, and the 8,000 were rooting for the Rays.

The series continues tonight, with Hiroki Kuroda pitching against former Baltimore ace Erik Bedard. First pitch is scheduled for 7:10 PM.

7:10? Which means the game will end around quarter after 10? No wonder nobody goes to Rays' games: For all those retirees, it's past their bedtime!

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Double Your Pleasure, Double Your Fun, Yankees Play Two, Don't Allow a Run

A rainout on Tuesday forced a day-night, separate admission Interleague doubleheader between the Yankees and Chicago Cubs yesterday.

Some clubs wouldn't like that. Some clubs shake it off and win anyway.

In the first game, Masahiro Tanaka took the hill for the Pinstripes, and he was masterful again. He went 8 innings, allowing only 2 hits and 1 walk, no runs. All of which is more important than the admittedly nice 10 strikeouts.

It's only been 3 starts, but he's got a 2.05 ERA, a 0.77 WHIP, an opponents' batting average of just .185, and 28 strikeouts against only 2 walks. As they say on ESPN Baseball Tonight, "That's not just filthy: That's nasty." It's too soon to say, "He's been worth every penny," but it is definitely time to say, "So far, so good." And he's only 25. This is no seasoned veteran, pitching like one, giving the Yankees one more good season before the decline starts (as some fools would now be saying about CC Sabathia and Hiroki Kuroda). This guy could get better.

"Ah, but Mike," you say, "what about runs? Pitching may be 75 percent of baseball, but you gotta get that other 25 percent." This is true.

Fortunately, the Yankees got it. With 1 out in the 1st, Carlos Beltran hit one out, his 4th home run of the season. In the 4th, Brian McCann singled with 1 out, Yangervis Solarte drew a walk, Kelly Johnson hit an infield single to load the bases, and Dean Anna got McCann home with a sacrifice fly. Brett Gardner led off the 5th with a ground-rule double, Beltran moved him over to 3rd on a groundout, and Jacoby Ellsbury scored him with another groundout.

Yankees 3, Cubs 0. Apparently, Joe Girardi (who grew up in Illinois as a Cub fan and played for the Cubs) figured, "We're playing a National League team, so let's play NL-style small ball. It worked so often for Joe Torre." And it got runs for Tanaka (WP, 2-0) and Shawn Kelley (SV, 4), to beat Jason Hammel (LP, 2-1).


In the nightcap, the rebirth of Michael Pineda continued, and this time there was no flap about any gunk on his hand from the Yankee-hating, Red Sox-loving media. Good thing, because, even without that stuff, whatever it was, Pineda was filthy and nasty on the mound last night. He went 6 innings, allowed 4 hits and 1 walk.

Only 3 strikeouts, but unless you're the guy who brings the signs for a "K Corner," who cares? A pitcher is supposed to be effective. If he's also spectacular, that's a bonus. The Yankee record for strikeouts in a season is only 248, set by Ron Guidry in 1978. The previous record was 240 by Jack Chesbro, and that was all the way back in 1904. Is the 248 Ks what we remember about Guidry '78? No. We remember the 18 Ks in a game in June, where the fans started the tradition of standing and clapping with 2 strikes. We remember the 3 2-hit shutouts he pitched in September. We remember him winning 25 games, losing only 3, including winning 16 when the Yankees had lost their previous game. And we remember that 16th/25th: Some people call it the Bucky Dent Game, I call it the Boston Tie Party, and Red Sox fans call it something unprintable.

The point is, Tanaka got the job done in the afternoon, and Pineda got the job done in the evening, and I don't care how they got their outs: They got those outs.

The Yankees didn't score a run in the 1st this time, but they mirrored the opener by getting single runs in the 4th, on singles by Scott Sizemore, J.R. Murphy and Gardner; and in the 5th, on singles by Alfonso Soriano, Solarte and Sizemore.

David Phelps got into trouble in the 7th inning, but pitched out of it. Matt Thornton pitched well in the 8th. Adam Warren got into trouble in the 9th, but got out of it.

Yankees 2, Cubs 0. WP: Pineda (2-1). SV: Warren (1). LP: Travis Wood (0-1, no relation to ex-Cub and ex-Yankee Kerry Wood).

In this first season after Mariano Rivera, 4 different pitchers have recorded saves: Kelley has 4, the currently injured David Robertson 2, and Phelps and Warren 1 each. Whatever works.


The Yankees now lead Toronto by half a game, Baltimore by a game and a half, Tampa Bay by 2, and Boston by 3. They begin a 7-game roadtrip to Tampa and Boston: The most loathsome ballpark (as Luke Skywalker would say, "What a piece of junk!"), then the most loathsome fans (as Obi-Wan Kenobi would say, "Fenway Park. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy").

Here are the pitching matchups for the Tampa Bay series:

Tonight, 7:00: CC Sabathia vs. David Price. Theoretically, that's ace vs. ace, although the way CC has pitched the last year or so, it's hard to say that he's the ace anymore. Hopefully, he can still be a Pennant-quality starter.

Tomorrow night, 7:00: Kuroda vs. Erik Bedard.

Saturday night, 7:00: Ivan Nova vs. Chris Archer. Nova needs to bounce back from getting shellacked in his last start. Although, between Nova and Vidal Nuno, each of whom allowed 14 runs in that game, that was the only game the Yankees have really had awful pitching so far.

Sunday afternoon, 1:30: Cesar Ramos goes for the Rays, while the Yankees are, for the moment, undecided. It would be too soon to throw Tanaka, as he'd be going on 3 days' rest due to the Tuesday rainout, and Pineda would also be going on 3 days' rest. Better to save both of them for The Scum on Tuesday and Wednesday, respectively. Although, having gone 6 innings yesterday, Girardi may attempt to be mindful of Pineda's 2-year comeback, and throw him for 5, or even 4 innings, on Sunday, and then make everybody available out of the pen. But that would make Pineda unavailable for the Boston series. We'll see.


Days until Arsenal play again: 3, this Sunday morning, 9:05 AM U.S. Eastern Time, away to Hull City, the same team that they will play in the FA Cup Final. With Arsenal's win over fellow Londoners West Ham United this past Tuesday, and Everton, "the other team in Liverpool," losing yesterday to Crystal Palace, yet another London team, Arsenal can still finish in 4th place in the Premier League, thus qualifying for the qualifying round of the 2014-15 UEFA Champions League; with Manchester City slipping up with yesterday draw to North-East club Sunderland, Arsenal have a shot at finishing 3rd, thus qualifying for the Champions League without needing the qualifying round.

Days until the next Yankees-Red Sox series begins: 6, this coming Tuesday, at 7:00 PM (well, 7:07 or so), at Fenway Park.

Days until the Red Bulls play again: 9, a week from this Saturday, 7:30 PM, away to the Columbus Crew. Last night, they finally got there first win of the season, in 7th tries, winning a "derby" against the Philadelphia Union, 2-0 at home at Red Bull Arena.

Days until the FA Cup Final, Arsenal vs. Hull City, at the new Wembley Stadium in London: 30, on Saturday, May 17. Exactly 1 month.

Days until the U.S. national soccer team plays again: 40, on Tuesday, May 27, at 10:00 PM Eastern Time, against former Soviet "republic" Azerbaijan, in one of the last events that will be held at Candlestick Park in San Francisco. This will be the first of 3 warmup matches for the World Cup, also facing Turkey at Red Bull Arena and Nigeria in Jacksonville.

Days until the Red Bulls next play a "derby": 51, on Saturday, June 7, 7:30 PM, vs. the New England Revolution, at Gillette Stadium in Foxboro, Massachusetts.

Days until the 2014 World Cup in Brazil: 56, on Thursday, June 12. Just 8 weeks.

Days until the Arsenal-Red Bulls match at Red Bull Arena: 100, on Saturday, July 26. A little over 3 months.

Days until the next North London Derby between Arsenal and Tottenham: Unknown. The next season's schedule, or "fixture list," usually comes out on the 2nd Friday in June. The new season usually begins on the 3rd Saturday in August, but derbies are rarely held that early in the season -- this season's September 1 match was unusually early. That opener will most likely be on August 16, which would be 121 days, but don't count on it being a derby.

Days until Rutgers plays football again: 135, on Saturday, August 30, away to Washington State, at CenturyLink Field, home of the NFL Champion Seattle Seahawks. A little over 4 5 months.

Days until East Brunswick High School plays football again: Unknown, as the schedule has yet to be released. Most likely, it will be on the 2nd Friday night in September. If so, that will be September 12, therefore 148 days.

Days until Rutgers makes its Big Ten Conference debut: 149 days, on Saturday, September 13, time to be determined, against old enemy Penn State.

Days until Derek Jeter's last regular-season game (barring injury): 164, on Sunday, September 28, against the Red Sox at Fenway Park. A little over 5 months.
Days until the Devils play again: Unknown, as the Devils did not make the 2014 Stanley Cup Playoffs, and the 2014-15 NHL schedule hasn't been released yet. The most likely date is the first Friday in October, which would be October 3. That's 169 days.

Days until the Devils next play a local rival: Unknown, as per the previous answer. Most likely, though, the Devils won't play either the Rangers, the Islanders or the Flyers as their season opener, or their home opener.

Days until Game 7 of the 2014 World Series -- the absolute latest you can ever again see Derek Jeter in a competitive game: 195, on Wednesday, October 29. Less than 7 months, and no more Jeter -- not as an active player, anyway.

Days until the next East Brunswick vs. Old Bridge Thanksgiving game: 224, on Thursday morning, November 27, 10:00 AM. A little over 7 months.

Days until the 2016 Olympics in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil: 718, on Friday, August 5, 2016. Less than 29 months.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

How to Be a Yankee Fan In Boston -- 2014 Edition

Next week, after the Yankees took 3 out of 4 from the Red Sox at Yankee Stadium II, the Hundred Year War will be renewed. 
The New York Yankees vs. the Boston Red Sox.
The Bronx Bombers vs. the Beantown Boys.
The Pinstripes vs. the Olde Towne Teame.
The Good Guys vs. The Scum.
Oh, you thought the Yankees were the Evil Empire? Ha! Empire, yes; evil, no.  Not compared to the Sox.  Not by a long shot.

The details of the rivalry don't need to be posted here. We all know the names. Babe Ruth. Harry Frazee. Joe DiMaggio vs. Ted Williams. Billy Rohr. Jim Lonborg vs. Thad Tillotson. Thurman Munson vs. Carlton Fisk. Graig Nettles vs. Bill Lee. Don Zimmer, first with the enemy, then with the good guys. Reggie Jackson and Bucky Dent. Goose Gossage vs. Carl Yastrzemski. Don Mattingly vs. Wade Boggs. Roger Clemens vs. all the Yankees... and Roger Clemens vs. all the Red Sox. Pedro Martinez vs. all the Yankees, including 3 memorable postseason duels with Clemens. Manny Ramirez. David Ortiz. Aaron Boone. Jason Varitek vs. Alex Rodriguez. Curt Schilling. Mariano Rivera vs. Jonathan Papelbon. Johnny Damon, first with the enemy, then with the good guys.

In the movie Green Street Hooligans, Charlie Hunnam (who has gone from a hoolie's crewcut to a biker's long mane on Sons of Anarchy) tries to describe the rivalry between his favorite “football club,” West Ham United, of the East End of London, and Millwall, of Southeast London.

That rivalry is particularly nasty not just because of proximity, or even because both clubs have working-class roots. It's also because it's got its roots in a labor dispute (or, since it's England, "labour"): West Ham was a "works team," or what we in the U.S. would have called a "company team," the only real survivors of which (as far as I can tell) are a far less violent pair of rivals, the Chicago Bears and the Green Bay Packers. The dockworkers went on strike, and men from Millwall were hired as the strikebreakers.

Elijah Wood, playing an American whose sister married Hunnam’s brother, said, “So it’s like the Yankees and the Red Sox?” And Hunnam said, “More like the Israelis and the Palestinians.”

Well, Red Sox fans don't quite hate the Yankees, and Yankee Fans, as much as the Arab murderers who call themselves “Palestinians” hate the Israelis. But they do hate us with an intensity that tends to warp their perceptions of reality. We still don’t hate the Sox as much – but it’s not for a lack of trying on the part of the Sox and their fans.

Stephen Jay Gould (1941-2002), who grew up in Queens and became the world's leading paleontologist, also wrote significantly about baseball. First, he was a New York Giants fan, hating the Brooklyn Dodgers, before both those teams moved to California in 1957. By that point, however, he had already also embraced the Yankees. He taught at Ivy League universities in both New York (Columbia) and Boston (Harvard) before spending the last few years of his life teaching back home at NYU.

He was well-versed in the rivalry, partly because he had known an equally nasty one that was all-New York. Interviewed for the miniseries Baseball by Brooklyn-born, New Hampshire-living Dodger-turned-Red Sox fan Ken Burns, he said, "I was a rabid Giant fan in those days. I hated the Dodgers, with that love that only hate can understand."

That love that only hate can understand. What a phrase.

Red Sox fans hate the Yankees so much, they cannot conceive that their team simply wasn't good enough to beat the Yankees. Hence, they made up the story of The Curse of the Bambino: We're better than the Yankees, we're more moral than the Yankees, so there must be something supernatural that stops us from beating the Yankees and winning the World Series. Yankee Fans didn't make the Curse up, but we did embrace it, until the end finally came in 2004.

Red Sox fans hate the Yankees so much, they call the Yankees steroid users and cheaters, even though the only World Series they've won since World War I (2004, '07 and '13) were won mainly due to 2 men, Ortiz and Ramirez, who have since been exposed as steroid users. (Of course, Manny was gone after '07, but Papi is still there, injecting away.) They hate the Yankees so much, they cannot accept the fact that the only titles they've won since before radio broadcasting are tainted. 1918* Forever.

Forget the Interleague games, even Yankees vs. Mets. Forget Dodgers vs. Giants – since 1958, anyway, the California version has hate but it’s 400 miles, not 14, and even the beating of a Giant fan nearly to death in the Dodger Stadium parking lot a few years back doesn't change that. Forget Chicago Cubs vs. St. Louis Cardinals – that’s a joke, mainly because it's rare that both teams are good at the same time.

Forget Alabama vs. Auburn and Ohio State vs. Michigan in football. Forget Duke vs. North Carolina and Louisville vs. Kentucky in basketball.

Forget Rangers vs. Islanders, Rangers vs. Devils, or Montreal Canadiens vs. Toronto Maple Leafs. Forget Knicks vs. Boston Celtics, Celtics vs. Philadelphia 76ers, or Celtics vs. Los Angeles Lakers.

And while I wouldn’t wear opposing colors to either a Philadelphia Eagles or an Oakland Raiders game, there is no NFL rivalry, not Bears vs. Packers, not even Washington Redskins vs. Dallas Cowboys, that has the animus of this one. This is the only rivalry in North American sports that resembles a soccer derby (and that’s pronounced “darby”).

This is the one rivalry where the cops are out for more than “just in case.” This is the one where breaking up fights is presumed necessary.

So I urge a great deal of caution for anyone going up for this series. Be mindful of what you do, say and wear, and where you go. If you follow these instructions, the worst you should get is a bit of verbal abuse.


Before You Go. Boston weather is a little different from ours, being a little bit further north. Mark Twain, who lived the last few years of his life in nearby Hartford, said, “If you don’t like the weather in New England, wait a minute.”

You should check the websites of the Boston Globe and the Boston Herald before you leave. For the moment, though, it's a little early for the forecast for next week's Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. But, usually, the temperatures will be a little lower than what we're used to in New York and New Jersey at the same time. Wind is sometimes an issue inside Fenway Park, although it shouldn't be one in the rest of the city unless you're by the waterfront of either Boston Harbor or the Charles River.

You need to be mindful of what clothes you should pack. You can wear your Yankee cap around town, and even inside Fenway Park. If you have a Yankee jersey or T-shirt, it will probably be okay to wear it, but be prepared for Sox fans yelling something pertinent to the player you’re honoring with his name and number. If it’s Derek Jeter's Number 2 or Alex Rodriguez's 13, be prepared to hear that they’re gay – which, in A-Rod’s case, has become completely laughable. If it’s A-Rod, it might be a reference to steroids, so just (carefully) remind them that Papi wouldn’t have been so Big without them.

What you do not want to wear is the kind of T-shirt you see sold at the souvenir stands on River Avenue across from Yankee Stadium, with messages like “BAHSTON SAWKS CACK” or “There never was a curse, the Sox just sucked for 86 years!” If you have one (or more) of these, leave them at home. The Chowdaheads are already antagonized by our mere presence in their city, and there's no reason to make it that much worse. Bald Vinny will thank you for your patronage, but he's smart enough to remind you that there is a time and a place where his product is inappropriate.

You should also make sure you have your tickets – or a receipt for tickets, if you ordered online – before you go. If you don’t already have them, you’re probably out of luck for this series. Later in the season, you may have a chance.

Tickets. The Red Sox didn't play to an unsold seat between May 14, 2003 and April 11, 2013. That’s just short of 10 years, easily a record. Of course, as Barry Petchetsky put it in Deadspin, the streak...

...was kept alive by means both creative and benevolent. Standing room tickets counted in the total but not against the stadium's capacity; tickets donated to local charities, even if not used, went toward the attendance figure. The hundreds or thousands of tickets withering on the secondary market, going for less than the price of a beer, or perhaps not being re-sold at all, were allowed to count.

Nevertheless, tickets to Red Sox home games are still hard to get. Fenway Park's current official seating capacity is 37,499, one of the smallest in the majors (its former capacity of 33,513 made it the smallest in the last quarter of the 20th Century), and, more often than not, the place still sells out.

Tickets to these games can be found, for a price. The prices charged by scalpers on the street, and online ticket agencies like StubHub, may be exorbitant. You may have to ask yourself, “How bad do I want this?” If you can afford it, and you want it that bad, get ‘em as far in advance as you can.

Most seats are listed at $174 or less. Most seats are close, but because of the way the park was built in 1912 (and largely rebuilt after a fire in 1934), some of them have weird angles. Outfield Grandstand seats are $42, but you’ll have to turn, otherwise you’ll be facing not the infield but the left-field wall.

Speaking of which: You want the Green Monster seats? Those are $165. You want standing-room on the Monster? $35. No thank you, I am not paying thirty-five bucks to stand anywhere. Bleachers? Don’t even think about it, even at $40: Legend has it that, in 1978, the Red Sox hired Boston College linemen as security guards, and the club looked the other way when the BC’ers took their billy clubs to people foolhardy enough to wear Yankee gear out there.

And, of course, there is the possibility that your seat will be Obstructed View. Fenway and Wrigley Field in Chicago are the only ballparks still in service that hosted Major League Baseball prior to 1962, and so they’re the only ones left with support poles.

For my first Fenway Yanks-Sox game in 1999, I got an Obstructed View seat in Section 12, behind first base, from a scalper, who charged me “only” the $42 the seat would have cost had there not been a pole in the way; list price was $24. In 2014 dollars, I was paying $60 for a $34 seat, so you can see just how much the Red Sox' 2003-present success has driven up prices. (At the 1999 level, it was well worth it, after, A, I saw the look on the scalper’s face when I took the ticket and put my Yankee cap back on; and B, the Yankees won, 13-3. And the view wasn’t THAT obstructed.) Alas, the Sox no longer offer discounts for Obstructed View.

Getting There. Getting to Boston is fairly easy. However, I do not recommend driving, especially if you have Yankee paraphernalia on your car (bumper sticker, license-plate holder, decals, etc.). Chances are, it won’t get vandalized... but you never know.

If you must drive, it’s 214 miles by road from Times Square to Boston’s Downtown Crossing, 206 miles from Yankee Stadium to Fenway.

If you’re going from the West Side of Manhattan or The Bronx, take the West Side Highway until it becomes the Henry Hudson Parkway until reaching Interstate 95. Although your immediate direction will be east, the direction you want on I-95 will be labeled North. I-95 will become the Cross Bronx Expressway and then, after turning north and moving outside The City, the New England Thruway (or the New England Extension of the New York State Thruway).

If you’re going from the East Side, take the Franklin D. Roosevelt Drive to the Triboro – sorry, force of habit, the Robert F. Kennedy Bridge. (At least I didn’t call the FDR “the East River Drive.” I ain’t that old.) Then take I-278 North, where it becomes the Bruckner Expressway, and will flow into I-95.

If you’re going from Queens, take the Bronx-Whitestone Bridge and the Hutchinson River Parkway, until reaching I-95. If you’re going from Brooklyn, take the Belt Parkway until you reach I-678, the Van Wyck Expressway, and then follow the directions from Queens. If you’re going from Staten Island, take the Staten Island Expressway across the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge, and then follow the directions from Brooklyn.

If you’re going from Long Island, take the Long Island Expressway to the Cross Island Expressway to the Throgs Neck Bridge and Throgs Neck Expressway, and then take I-95 North.

If you’re going from New Jersey, take the Turnpike to Exit 18E and the George Washington Bridge, where you’ll pick up I-95, and then follow the directions from the West Side. And, of course, if you’re going from Connecticut, just take I-95, which is the Connecticut Turnpike.

Continue on I-95 North into Connecticut to Exit 48 in New Haven, and take Interstate 91 North toward Hartford. When you reach Hartford, take Exit 29 to Interstate 84, which you will take into Massachusetts and all the way to its end, where it merges with Interstate 90, the Massachusetts Turnpike. (And the locals call it “the Mass Pike” – never “the Turnpike” like we do in New Jersey.)

Theoretically, you could take I-95 all the way, but that will take you though downtown Providence, Rhode Island, up to the Boston suburbs. I like Providence as a city, but that route is longer by both miles and time than the route described above.

Although you will see Fenway Park, or at least its light towers, from the Mass Pike a couple of minutes before you reach the exit for the park, you’ll take Exit 22 for “Prudential Center” – not to be confused with the Newark arena that is home to the New Jersey Devils. This is a skyscraper with a major area mall on its first 2 levels. You will end up on Huntington Avenue, and make a right on Belvidere Street, then a left on Boylston Street, and then a right on Ipswich Street, which will take you to Fenway’s parking deck.

If all goes well, and you make one rest stop (preferably around Hartford, roughly the halfway point), and you don’t get seriously delayed by traffic within the city limits of either New York or Boston (either of which is very possible), you should be able to make the trip in under 5 hours.

But, please, do yourself a favor and get a hotel outside the city. It's not just that hotels in Boston proper are expensive, unless you want to try one of the thousands of bed-and-breakfasts with their communal bathrooms. It's also that Boston drivers are said to come in 2 classes, depending on how big their car is: Homicidal and suicidal.

The last time I stayed overnight in Boston, I stayed at the Harvard Square Hotel in Cambridge, and it was very good for only $140. The time before that, I was at a hotel near the Garden, and for roughly the same price, the front door didn't close properly, the air conditioner didn't work (making it brutally hot even though it was November), and the TV had only 3 channels -- one of them porn. (If I got charged extra for the five seconds I saw it before realizing what it was and changing the channel -- okay, ten seconds -- it was not obvious on the final bill.) The Harvard Square was far more comfortable and convenient, for roughly the same price. It's now owned by the Hilton Corporation, and charges $239 a night. (Good news: Paris Hilton doesn't have anything to do with the Corporation. Bad news: It's not available for this week's Yanks-Sox series.)

So my recommendation is that, whenever a Yankee series in Boston approaches on the schedule, whatever your plans are for going, bag them, and make your game ticket and lodging plans for the next series.

For any lodging in Cambridge rather than in Boston proper, take Exit 18 off the Mass Pike and follow the signs for Cambridge, across the Charles River to the north.

Boston, like Philadelphia, Baltimore and Washington, is too close to fly from New York, and once you factor in fooling around with everything you gotta do at each airport, it doesn’t really save you much time compared to driving, the bus or the train. It certainly won't save you any money.

The train is a very good option. Boston’s South Station is at 700 Atlantic Avenue, corner of Summer Street, at Dewey Square. (Named for Admiral George Dewey, naval hero of the Spanish-American War, not New York Governor and 1944 & ’48 Presidential candidate Thomas E. Dewey, and not for former Red Sox right fielder Dwight “Dewey” Evans, either.) It’ll be between $73 and $128 in each direction from New York’s Penn Station to South Station, and it will take roughly 4½ hours. The Acela Express (the new name for the Metroliner, the $128 option) will take about 3½ hours.

South Station also has a bus terminal attached, and it may be the best bus station in the country – even better than New York’s Port Authority. If you take Greyhound, you’ll leave from Port Authority’s Gate 84, and it will take about 4½ hours, most likely making one stop, at Hartford’s Union Station complex, or in the Boston suburbs of Framingham, Worcester or Newton. New York to Boston and back is tremendously cheaper on the bus than on the train, usually $77 round-trip (dropping to half that, $38, with advanced purchase), and is probably Greyhound’s best run. On the way back, you’ll board at South Station’s Gate 3.

Once In the City. Named for the town of the same name (a shortened version of "St. Botolph's Stone") in Lincolnshire, in England's East Midlands, Boston is home to about 650,000 people, with a metropolitan area (including the areas of Hartford, Providence, and Manchester, New Hampshire) of about 7.6 million, making it the largest metro area in the country with only one MLB team (trailing the 2-team areas of New York, Los Angeles, Chicago and the San Francisco Bay Area). It is in the Eastern Time Zone, so adjusting your watch and your smartphone clock is not necessary. And, of course, despite the silliness of the concept of “Red Sox Nation,” you do not need a passport to cross the New Haven City Line, or to change your money.

Boston is easily the largest city not just in the Commonwealth of Massachusetts, but in all of New England. The next-largest are Worcester, Massachusetts and Providence, Rhode Island, each with around 180,000. The largest in Connecticut is Bridgeport with 145,000; New Hampshire's largest is Manchester with 110,000; Maine's is Portland with 66,000, and Vermont's is Burlington with a mere 42,000. Of New England's 100 largest cities and towns, 53 are in Massachusetts, 30 in Connecticut, 9 in Rhode Island, 4 in New Hampshire, 3 in Maine and 1, Burlington, in Vermont; only 2 of the top 17 are outside Massachusetts and Connecticut.

Counting New England as a whole -- except for the southwestern part of Connecticut, which tilts toward New York -- there are about 13.5 million people in "Red Sox Nation." This isn't even close to the top, when "markets" are viewed this liberally -- the Yankees have close to 20 million in theirs, and the Atlanta Braves lead with over 36 million -- but it does rank 7th out of 30 MLB markets, and aside from the Yankees none of the pre-expansion teams has as big a market.

Boston is also one of the oldest cities in America, founded in 1630, and the earliest to have been truly developed. (New York is actually older, 1626, but until City Hall was built and the grid laid out in 1811 it was pretty much limited to the 20 or so blocks from the Battery to Chambers Street.) It's got the history: The colonial era, the Revolutionary period its citizens did so much to make possible, the abolitionist movement prior to the Civil War, Massachusetts' role in that conflict, the Industrial Revolution. Aside from New York, it was the only city on the Eastern Seaboard to have grasped the concept of the skyscraper until the 1980s.

It also has America's first college, Harvard University, across the Charles River in Cambridge, and a few other institutions of higher learning of some renown in or near the city: Boston College, Boston University, Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT), Northeastern University, Tufts University, College of the Holy Cross, and so on. The particular instance of Harvard, funded by Boston's founding families, resulted in Boston and the surrounding area having a lot of "old money." And then there's all those Massachusetts-based writers.

All this gives Boston an importance, and a self-importance, well beyond its interior population. One of those aforementioned writers, Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr. (grandfather of the great Supreme Court Justice of the same name), named the city "the Hub of the Solar System"; somehow, this became "the Hub of the Universe" or just "The Hub." Early 19th Century journalist William Tudor called Boston "the Athens of America" -- but, as a Harvard man, he would have studied ancient Greece and realized that, while contributing greatly to the political and literary arts, Athens could be pretty dictatorial, warmongering, and slavery-tolerating at times. Later sportswriters have called the Sox-Yanks (in that order) rivalry "Athens and Sparta." (Remember, if not for Sparta, all of Greece would have fallen to the Persian Empire.)

Well, to hell with that: We are Yankee Fans. New York is the greatest city in the world, and we don't even have to capitalize that.

The sales tax in Massachusetts is 6.25 percent, less than New Jersey’s 7 percent and New York City’s 8.875 percent. However, aside from that, pretty much everything in Boston and neighboring cities like Cambridge, Brookline and Quincy costs about as much as it does in New York City, and more than in the NYC suburbs. In other words, a bundle. So don't get sticker-shock.

When you get to South Station, if you haven't already read The Boston Globe on your laptop or smartphone, pick it up. It's a great paper with one of the country’s best sports sections. There’s probably no paper that covers its local baseball team better, although the columns of Dan Shaughnessy (who did not coin but certainly popularized the phrase “The Curse of the Bambino” and wrote a book with the title) and Tony Massarotti (who started at the rival Herald and whose style is more in line with theirs) can be a bit acerbic.

You will also be able to pick up the New York papers at South Station, if you want any of them. If you must, you can also buy the Boston Herald, but it’s a tabloid, previously owned by William Randolph Hearst and Rupert Murdoch. Although neither’s man's company still owns it, it carries all the hallmarks of the papers that they have owned (Murdoch still owns the New York Post, the Hearst Corporation owned the New York Journal and its successor, the New York Journal-American, which went out of business in 1966). In other words, the Herald is a right-wing pack of sensationalism, frequently sloppy journalism, and sometimes outright lies, but at least it does sports well (sometimes).

Once you have your newspapers, take the escalator down to the subway. Boston had the nation’s first subway service, in 1897, along Boston Common on what’s now named the Green Line. Formerly known as the Metropolitan Transit Authority, leading to the folk song “MTA,” in 1965 it became the Massachusetts Bay Transportation Authority (MBTA), or “the T,” symbolized by the big T signs where many cities, including New York, would have M’s instead.

(Here's a link to the most familiar version of the song, done by the Kingston Trio in 1959. Keep in mind that Scollay Square station is now named Government Center, and that the reason Mrs. Charlie doesn't give him the extra nickel along with the sandwich isn't that she keeps forgetting, but that they're acting on principle, protesting the 5-cent exit fare -- my, how times have changed.)

Boston was one of the last cities to turn from subway tokens to farecards, in 2006, a decade after New York's switch was in progress. A ride costs $2.50 with cash, the same as New York's subway, and if you're there for the entire series, it may be cheaper to get a 7-day pass for $18. (The MBTA 1-day pass is $11, so the 7-day pass is a better option.)

There are 4 lines: Red, Green, Orange and Blue. Don't worry about the Silver Line: That's basically an underground bus service designed to get people to Logan International Airport. (General Edward L. Logan was a South Bostonian who became a hero of World War I and then the commander of the Massachusetts National Guard. Boston kept the name on their airport in spite of the assassination of President John F. Kennedy, leaving New York to name an airport after that great Bostonian.) Chances are, you won’t be using the Blue Line at all on your trip, and the Orange Line might not be used, either.

It's important to remember that Boston doesn't have an "Uptown" and "Downtown" like Manhattan, or a "North Side," "East Side," "South Side" or "West Side" like many other cities. It does have a North End and a South End (which should not be confused with the neighborhood of South Boston); and it has an East Boston, although the West End was mostly torn down in the late 1950s to make way for the sprawling complex of the new Massachusetts General Hospital. Note also that Boston doesn't have a "centerpoint," where all the street addresses start at 1 and move out in 100-segments for each block. It doesn't even remotely have a north-south, east-west street grid like New York, Philadelphia, Washington, Chicago, and so on.

So for subway directions, remember this: Any train heading toward Downtown Crossing (where the Red and Orange Lines intersect), Park Street (Red and Green Lines), State Street (Blue and Orange Lines) or Government Center (Blue and Green Lines), is "Inbound." Any train going away from those 4 downtown stations is "Outbound." This led to a joke that certain Red Sox pitchers who give up a lot of home runs have "been taken downtown more than the Inbound Red Line."

I should point out that Government Center station is closed for renovations until late 2016, which is a major pain since it's a key interchange. For anything that could be reached by that station, such as City Hall of Faneuil Hall, use State station.

South Station is on the Red Line. If you’re coming by Amtrak or Greyhound, and are up only for the one game and are going directly to Fenway, take the Red Line to Park Street – known locally as “Change at Park Street Under” (or “Change at Pahk Street Undah” in the local dialect) – and then take the Green Line, either the B (terminating at Boston College and having that on its marquee), C (Cleveland Circle) or D (Riverside) train. Do not take the E (Huntington Avenue) to get to Fenway. If you’re starting your Fenway voyage from your hotel, take any train that gets you to a transfer point to a Green Line B, C or D train. (There is no official A train, although I suppose you could call the little spur of the Green Line that crosses the Charles into Cambridge, terminating at Lechmere, the A.)

Going In. The B, C and D trains all stop at Kenmore. This is Kenmore Square, where Commonwealth Avenue, Beacon Street and Brookline Avenue all converge. Coming out of the station, if you look to your right, you’ll see a Barnes & Noble that serves as the Boston University Bookstore. On top of this building is that CITGO sign you’ve seen a thousand times on TV. (Some have suggested that it’s a target for slugger: C... IT... GO.)

From Kenmore Square, Cross Beacon Street to Brookline Avenue. Watch out for scalpers (“Anybody buying? Anybody selling?” It’s every bit as bad as it is in New York) and panhandlers (Boston has a worse problem, per capita, than New York does).

You’ll cross over the Mass Pike and the railroad tracks, and come to the intersection of Brookline Avenue and Lansdowne Street, a.k.a. Ted Williams Way. This is home to one of Boston’s premier sports bars, the Cask ‘n’ Flagon.

Do not go into the Cask 'n' Flagon.  It is not a place for a Yankee Fan.  Trust me, you can go in there when the Yanks are not in town, as long as you don’t announce your loyalties, but don’t do it when it’s Yanks-Sox.

Lansdowne/Williams is the street that bounds Fenway’s left-field wall, the Green Monster. One more block, and you’ll reach Yawkey Way, formerly Jersey Street.

On Fenway’s wooden front doors, there’s still a number 24, for the old address of 24 Jersey Street. But the official address is now 4 Yawkey Way, the team’s office complex (including their ticket office) having taken the former Kenmore Bowladrome bowling alley that had been built into the ballpark.

Note that you will not be let onto Yawkey Way beyond the ticket office at Number 4 without a game ticket.  In what is, as far as I know, a unique feature in Major League Baseball, the Red Sox close off the street that includes their main entranceway way with turnstiles on game days. This is a recent phenomenon. This started in the 2004 title season: It was not there when I visited during the 2003 ALCS, but it was there when the U.S. version of Fever Pitch was filmed there in late 2004.

When you get to Fenway, Gate A is at Brookline & Yawkey, Gate B at Ipswich & Van Ness, Gate C on Lansdowne, Gate D at Yawkey & Van Ness.

The ballpark's interior isn’t all that well-lit, compared even to the recently-demolished New York parks, let alone all the newer parks that seem so much more open. This may seem a little intimidating. Well, to hell with that: We are Yankee Fans, we're not going to be afraid of a mere building.

One good thing you can do is look for the Jimmy Fund boxes. The Dana-Farber Cancer Institute has run the fund since 1948, when the Boston Braves pitched in to raise money for a kid named Einar Gustafsson, then 12 years old and a patient of the Institute’s founder, Dr. Sidney Farber. Gustafsson was called the much more generic "Jimmy" not so much because he had a decidedly non-English name (in the post-World War II era, a decidedly patriotic, pro-America time), but to protect his privacy. In the first year, $200,000 was raised for cancer research – just under $2 million in today’s money.

When the Braves left town in 1953, Farber turned to the Red Sox. Later that year, when Ted Williams returned from the Korean War, he volunteered, and became the face of the Fund, becoming close friends with Farber and raising money all over the country, especially after his retirement as a player in 1960 gave him more time to do so, until becoming too ill to do so a few years prior to his death in 2002.

Mike Andrews, 2nd baseman on the 1967 Impossible Dream Red Sox -- some of you might remember him as the near-scapegoat of the 1973 World Series, when the A's beat the Mets in spite of his errors and team owner Charlie Finley's attempt to have him benched -- has been Chairman of the Jimmy Fund since 1979. Whenever I’ve visited Fenway, I’ve looked for those little boxes on the wall, and put in a dollar bill.

Incredibly, considering the state of cancer treatments at the time, not only did Einar “Jimmy” Gustafsson survive, but he lived to take part in the Fund’s 50th Anniversary celebrations in 1998, his anonymity no longer necessary. He lived until 2001, age 65, dying not from cancer but a stroke.

One of the things Fenway has been known for, aside from its age and "classic" status, is its asymmetrical field dimensions, especially in the 1970s and '80s when most of the newer stadium were symmetrical (usually around 330 to the poles, 370 to the power alleys, and 400 to center).

From the 1934 renovation until 1994, the left field pole was listed as being 315 feet from home plate. In 1975, as part of a feature about the park for the World Series, someone decided that everybody who said the Green Monster was actually closer than 315 had a point, and he hired a man who'd been a targeter for a bomber plane in World War II to take and study aerial photos of the park. By his calculations, it was actually 304 feet, give or take a few inches.

In 1995, the Sox admitted that "everybody" may have been right, and relabeled the pole as 310 feet -- still longer than the WWII pilot said it was. Left-center is 379, straightaway center is 390, the right-field corner (the deepest part of the park) is 420, right-center is 383, straightaway right is 380, and to the right of that, the fence (only 3 feet high, as was the one at the old Yankee Stadium before the 1973-76 renovation, allowing more home runs but also more catches preventing them), curves so that the right field pole is just 302, the shortest distance in the major leagues. But don't let that fool you: Straightaway right makes it tough for a lefthanded hitter, even such Red Sox greats as Tris Speaker, Ted Williams, Carl Yastrzemski, Wade Boggs and David Ortiz.

You may hear references to the foul poles. The one in right field is Pesky’s Pole: Johnny Pesky led the American League in hits 3 times (at a time when just leading the team, with Williams on it, in hits was amazing), but hit just 17 home runs in his entire career; 6 of these were curled around this pole, although none were actually hit off it. So the nickname is ironic, kind of like naming the left-field pole at Yankee Stadium after John Flaherty. Mel Parnell, a Sox pitcher and teammate of Pesky's, later became a Sox broadcaster and called it "Pesky's Pole" during a broadcast. The name was unofficial until 2006, when the Sox declared it official.

The one in left field is named Fisk’s Pole, and if you’ve ever seen the video of Carlton Fisk “doing the Fenway Twist” to end Game 6 of the 1975 World Series, you’ll know why. One of the amazing things about Fenway Park is that, as much past as the place has, and as much as it nods in the direction of that past, the Fisk Pole, to the top of the Monster, is lit up with bright yellow neon. Rather a modern touch by the standards of this park.

The red seat in Fenway’s bleachers – Section 42, Row 37, Seat 21 – is where a Williams home run landed in 1946, 502 feet from home plate. By a weird turn of events, this is exactly the same distance as the official longest home run ever hit at the original Yankee Stadium, by Mickey Mantle to that park’s center field bleachers in 1964 (not to be confused with the 3 times he hit the façade atop the upper deck in right field, which went around 370 feet before being stopped).

But baseball historian Bill Jenkinson wrote a book titled The Year Babe Ruth Hit 104 Home Runs, referring to 1921 when, if the teams Ruth played against had then been playing in the parks they play in now, with their current, shorter, outfield distances, Jenkinson argued that Ruth would have hit a lot more than his official 59. According to this book, in 1926, Ruth hit one into Fenway’s bleachers that went around 545 feet. He may also have hit a home run longer than 502 feet within Yankee Stadium, but never all the way out of it.

Williams' 502-footer is probably the longest ever hit at Fenway by a home player, though we can't be certain about even that, as righthanded sluggers like Jimmie Foxx, Jim Rice and Manny Ramirez hit some blasts over the Green Monster and Lansdowne Street that may have been longer than Ted's blasts, or the one the Babe supposedly hit there.

Food. On Yawkey Way, you’ll see a few small eateries, including a Cuban-themed barbecue stand named El Tiante, after Luis Tiant. Sometimes he's there, signing autographs, like Greg Luzinski in Philadelphia or Boog Powell in Baltimore, although I'm not sure if he's as involved in running it as the Bull and Boog are with theirs. But as Cuban food is too spicy for me, I won’t eat there. (It's nothing against Tiant: He was a great pitcher and a great character, and he's one of the few Red Sox, past or present, who doesn’t sicken me. Besides, he did leave them to come to the Yankees for the 1979 and '80 seasons, though he always did look weird in a Yankee uniform. Then again, he looked weird in any uniform.)

On the inside, no frills. Standard ballpark fare, and while Fenway Franks have a nasty reputation (even Drew Barrymore turned one down in Fever Pitch), I’ve actually liked them on my visits. And one major advantage (at least for me) that Fenway has over Yankee Stadium (old or new): It has Dunkin Donuts, complete with lattes and coolattas.

If you want something a little better, there are plenty of places to eat and drink around Kenmore Square, to visit after the game. However, you’ll be better off getting back to your hotel, changing out of your Yankee gear, and finding a place near your hotel and going there in neutral clothing.

Team History Displays. On Yawkey Way, the Red Sox have banners honoring their titles: 1903, 1912, 1915, 1916, 1918, 2004*, 2007* and 2013* World Champions; 1904, 1946, 1967, 1975 and 1986 American League Champions; and 1988, 1990 and 1995 American League Eastern Division Champions. (They do not give the same treatment for their 1998, 1999, 2003, 2005, 2008 and 2009 AL Wild Card berths.) These achievements are also referenced inside, as flags on the press box.

(The New York Giants refused to play the Sox in the 1904 World Series, which was then canceled. Officially, the Sox can't and don't claim to be 1904 World Champions, while the Giants' claim to that title is still visible on the plaque at the Polo Grounds Towers, roughly where that park's home plate was. But the Giants no longer claim it in their present, San Francisco form. And let's get real: The 1904 Giants refused to play, and if that's not a forfeit, I don't know what is. Face it, John McGraw, you supposed tough guy: You chickened out.)

At Fenway's old wooden front doors, there are plaques for the ballpark itself, longtime owner Tom Yawkey, and Eddie Collins, who had been a Hall of Fame 2nd baseman for the Philadelphia Athletics and the White Sox, and was Yawkey’s close friend and the Sox' general manager when he died in 1951.

On the Van Ness Street side of the park, their retired numbers are posted: 1, Bobby Doerr, 2nd baseman, 1937-51; 4, Joe Cronin, shortstop 1935-45, manager 1935-47, general manager 1948-58; 6, Johnny Pesky, shortstop 1942-52 and longtime coach known as “Mr. Red Sox”; 8, Carl Yastrzemski, left fielder and sometimes 1st baseman, 1961-83; 9, Ted Williams, left fielder, 1939-60; 14, Jim Rice, left fielder, 1974-89; and 27, Carlton Fisk, catcher, 1969-80. (And, of course, Jackie Robinson’s 42 – as the last team to integrate, in 1959, the Sox damn well better not forget his 42.) These numbers are also posted on the right-field roof.

There are 4 numbers that the Red Sox have not officially retired, but also haven't reissued, since those players left: 21, Roger Clemens, pitcher, 1984-96; 33, Jason Varitek, catcher, 1997-2011; 45, Pedro Martinez, pitcher, 1998-2004; and 49, Tim Wakefield, 1995-2011. There's also movements to retire 25 for Tony Conigliaro, right field, 1964-70; and 26 for Wade Boggs, 3rd base, 1981-92.

Van Ness Street also features a statue of Williams, known for not "tipping his cap" to the fans, offering his cap to a little boy; and another of "The Teammates," the subject of a book by David Halberstam, all of whom survived the Sox' on-field battles in the 1940s and '50 -- and real battles in World War II -- and lived on into the 2000s: Williams, Doerr, Pesky and center fielder Dom DiMaggio (Joe's younger brother, and, like the other 3, an All-Star in his own right).

The numbers on the right-field roof were originally placed in the order in which they were retired: 9, 4, 1, 8. Someone noticed that the numbers could signify a date: 9/4/18, or September 4, 1918, the day before the start of the last World Series the Red Sox had won. (Because of World War I, the federal government ordered that the season end a month earlier than usual.) So the next time the roof was painted, the numbers were rearranged in numerical order: 1, 4, 8, 9.  With the new ones added, it now reads 1, 4, 6, 8, 9, 14, 27, 42 – the 42 being Dodger blue, the others being Sox red.

On the scoreboard at the bottom of the Green Monster, there’s a display so subtle you could easily miss it, or see it and not notice it: The Yawkeys’ initials, in Morse Code: TAM for Thomas Austin Yawkey (who bought the team in 1933 and owned them until his death in 1976), and JRY for Jean Remington Yawkey (who then held control of the team until her death in 1992).

The Red Sox do have a team Hall of Fame, but no display for it inside the public areas of the ballpark.  Members are:

* From the 1903-04 World Champions: Pitcher Cy Young and 3rd baseman-manager Jimmy Collins.

* From the 1912-18 quasi-dynasty: Center fielder Tris Speaker, right fielder Harry Hooper, left fielder Duffy Lewis, 3rd baseman Larry Gardner, shortstop Everett Scott; pitchers Smokey Joe Wood, Herb Pennock and Hubert "Dutch" Leonard; and manager Bill Carrigan. And, uh, pitcher-right fielder Babe Ruth. (The club automatically elected every player already in the big Hall in Cooperstown.)

* From the 1920s: Pitcher Red Ruffing. (He's in the Cooperstown Hall for what he did for the Yankees, after leaving the Red Sox, but the Sox abided by their own rule and inducted him into theirs.)

* From the Yawkey rebuilding project of the 1930s: 1st baseman Jimmie Foxx, catcher Rick Ferrell, his brother pitcher Wes Ferrell, pitcher Lefty Grove, and shortstop-manager Joe Cronin.

* From the 1946 Pennant winners: Left fielder Ted Williams, 2nd baseman Bobby Doerr, shortstop Johnny Pesky, center fielder Dom DiMaggio; pitchers Dave "Boo" Ferriss, Cecil "Tex" Hughson and Joe Dobson; and manager Cronin.

* From in between '46 and '67, but not on either of those teams: 2nd baseman Billy Goodman, shortstop Vern Stephens, 1st baseman Pete Runnels, right fielder Jackie Jensen, 3rd baseman Frank Malzone, center fielder Jimmy Piersall; and pitchers Mel Parnell, Ellis Kinder, Frank Sullivan, Bill Monbouquette and Dick Radatz.

* From the 1967 "Impossible Dream" Pennant: Left fielder Carl Yastrzemski, pitcher Jim Lonborg, shortstop Rico Petrocelli, 1st baseman George Scott, right fielder Reggie Smith, manager Dick Williams, and coach Eddie Kasko.

* From in between '67 and '75, but not on either of those: Center fielder Tommy Harper.

* From the 1975 Pennant winners: Yaz, Petro, Kasko, coach Don Zimmer, catcher Carlton Fisk, left fielder Jim Rice, shortstop Rick Burleson, right fielder Dwight Evans, center fielder Fred Lynn, and pitchers Bill Lee and Luis Tiant.  (Manager Darrell Johnson has not been elected.) From the 1978 choke, add Scott (who was with Milwaukee in '75), 2nd baseman Jerry Remy, pitchers Dennis Eckersley and Bob Stanley, and manager Zimmer.  

* From the 1986 Pennant winners: Rice, Evans, Stanley, 3rd baseman Wade Boggs, left fielder Mike Greenwell, 2nd baseman Marty Barrett, and pitchers Roger Clemens (apparently, all is forgiven) and Bruce Hurst. (Manager John McNamara has not been elected.) From the 1990 Division winners, add center fielder Ellis Burks and manager Joe Morgan.  (Burks returned to the Sox for 2004, but played only 11 games that season, only 2 after April 24, and did not appear in the postseason, and then retired. The team did, however, give him a World Series ring.)

* From the 1995, '98 and '99 Wild Card teams: 1st baseman Mo Vaughn, shortstop-3rd baseman John Valentin, and (not yet there in '95) shortstop Nomar Garciaparra and pitcher Pedro Martinez.

* From the 2004 and '07 "World Champions": So far, only Nomar, Pedro and Curt Schilling. One of the criteria for election is that the player must have been out of uniform as an active player for at least 3 years -- meaning that Jason Varitek and Tim Wakefield are eligible in their next election. Then again, so is Manny Ramirez, although I don't think he's officially retired from baseball.

* Executives: John I. Taylor (the owner who oversaw the building of Fenway), Eddie Collins, Dick O'Connell, Haywood Sullivan, Lou Gorman, Dick Bresciani, George Digby, Eddie Kasko, Ed Kennedy, Ben Mondor, John Harrington, and Tom and Jean Yawkey. And, while not an "executive," groundskeeper Joe Mooney.

* Broadcasters: Curt Gowdy, Ken Coleman, Ned Martin, Joe Castiglione, Parnell and Remy.

Oddly, while these men became New England legends for their associations with the Sox, and continued to perform for them until their deaths, the Sox have not elected them to their team Hall of Fame: Public-address announcer Sherm Feller, and organist John Kiley. Like Gladys Gooding of Ebbets Field and the old Madison Square Garden, Kiley, who also played the organ at the old Boston Garden, became the answer to a cheesy trivia question: Who is the only man to "play" for the Red Sox, the Celtics and the Bruins? True, the Yankees have never given a Monument Park plaque to the late organist Eddie Layton, but they did give one to PA announcer Bob Sheppard while he was still active.

Stuff. You can get pretty much anything you want, from T-shirts with names and numbers of long-gone players to team-oriented DVDs, in the souvenir stands across Yawkey Way, including the official Team Store. Before the Sox bought this store, it was pretty much the originator, along with the River Avenue shops across from the original Yankee Stadium, of the ballpark souvenir stand we’ve come to know.

Despite the foolishness and ignorance so often associated with Red Sox fans in the 21st Century, in the late 20th, they had a much better intellectual reputation. The typical Red Sox fan used to be seen not as a drunken "townie" (or drunken college student), but as a tweedy professor from a liberal arts college in New England. Boston is America's most literary city, and New England its most literary region, and this is reflected in the Sox being the most-written-about team in baseball, even more than the Yankees. As newspaper columnist and baseball fan George Will has said, "All this happens in New England, the literary capital of America, and so the Red Sox get written about to death." Good books about the Red Sox are plentiful. Unfortunately, so are bad ones.

The team sells DVDs honoring the team's 100th Anniversary (1901-2001) and the ballpark's 100th Anniversary (1912-2012).  There are highlight film packages for their 3 21st Century World Series wins*. They have ESPN's film about their 2004 ALCS win, Four Days in October; and the MLB series "Baseball's Greatest Games" for both Game 6 of the 1975 World Series and Game 4 of the 2004 ALCS.

And they have The Essential Games of Fenway Park.  The games included on this DVD set are: September 30, 1967, the next-to-last game of the Impossible Dream season, which is believed to be the oldest surviving game whose entire content is still available in color; Game 6 of the '75 Series; Roger Clemens' 20-strikeout game of April 29, 1986; the 1999 All-Star Game, complete with the pregame moment with Williams; Game 3 of the 1999 ALCS, in which the Sox clobbered the Yankees, knocking the "traitor" Clemens out of the box while Pedro kept dealing, but it turned out to be the only game the Yanks lost in that entire postseason, thus, as Shaughnessy pointed out, the Sox fans totally missed the point; and April 22, 2007, when the Sox beat the Yankees with a record-tying 4 straight home runs: Manny, J.D. Drew, Mike Lowell and Varitek.

About that 1975 Game 6: That Fisk home run is mainly remembered because of the camera of shot of Fisk waving his arms, as if that would keep the ball from going foul. The legend is true: The NBC cameraman inside the Green Monster scoreboard was supposed to follow the ball, but a rat ran past him, and he was too afraid to move, and so he kept the camera on Fisk, and that's why we have that clip. It is the most-replayed moment in baseball history, ahead of such homers as title-clinchers by Bobby Thomson, Bill Mazeroski, Chris Chambliss and Joe Carter; milestones like those of Roger Maris, Hank Aaron and Barry Bonds; and otherwise famous homers like those of Bucky Dent and Kirk Gibson.  Indeed, in 1999, TV Guide ruled it the greatest moment in the history of televised sports.

But its endless replaying brought up what should have been an obvious question: "Wait a second, the Red Sox haven't won the World Series since 1918, and this was Game 6, so, obviously, the Sox lost Game 7. So this home run ended up not mattering. So what's the big deal?"

The big deal is that the home run, and the great game that it capped, brought a lot of people back to baseball, after it had declined in popularity for a few years, especially in comparison to football. That Series also helped to cement the Sox as an American cultural icon, not just a regional one, as are the Cincinnati Reds -- the team that actually won that Series. It made a lot of people who didn't previously like baseball, or who didn't previously have a favorite big-league team (including many who lived near a minor-league team but not a major-league one), or whose love for their local team had waned for whatever reason, become Red Sox fans. It also, I think it can be safely said, made the difference between Fisk being elected to the Hall of Fame in his 2nd year of eligibility, through the Writers' Association, and Fisk not being in yet, having to wait until he became eligible through the Veterans' Committee. (The opposite happened to Mazeroski: He became "the guy who hit the home run who won the 1960 World Series," rather than "the greatest-fielding 2nd baseman ever," overwhelming his chief qualification. If the Pirates had won that Series any other way, Maz probably would've gotten in years sooner.)

Also, as Shaughnessy put it, "Game Six" was something very special for Red Sox fans -- for 11 years. But, after 1986, as he puts it, when you say "Game Six" to a Red Sox fan, you have to explain which one.

During the Game. Safety is an issue. This isn't like soccer games in Europe or South America, where fans of the visiting team are all put together in one or two sections, to keep the home fans from physically assaulting them -- one of the few instances where segregation is a good thing. If a fan near you wants to engage in civil discussion, by all means, engage back. If not, get a feel for those around you, to see if they're going to be okay, before you start talking to any of them. Most likely, if you behave yourself, so will they. If you simply support your team, and lay off theirs, you should be all right.

Because, let’s face it, like any other group of people, there’s always a 1 percent (or less) who ruin it for the other 99 percent. The type of people parodied in the Saturday Night Live sketch “The Boston Teens” (featuring Jimmy Fallon before he played a Sox fan in the U.S. version of Fever Pitch) were, in the Pedro Martinez era (1998-2004), too young to remember 1986, let alone 1978, 1975, 1967, or Boston’s agonizing close calls of the late 1940s. These fans, these Townies, the British would call them “chavs” (and no American city is chavvier than Boston, at least not that I know of), really didn’t deserve the victories of 2004, 2007 or 2013, and yet they’re the first to brag about them.

Most Sox fans are intelligent, and love the game as well as their own team. Many of them embrace the idea of keeping score. In the city that has been the center of American intellectual life for over 200 years, the Sox have had a lot of famous writers as fans: John Cheever, John Updike, Robert B. Parker, Stephen King, Doris Kearns Goodwin. The Kennedys, who have celebrated intellectualism for over half a century, are nearly all Red Sox fans. (Except the Shriver wing: They’re from Baltimore and they're Oriole fans, and John F. Kennedy Jr. and I both attended the same Yankee game at least once -- the night before his plane crash, as it turned out.)

“Red Sox Nation” also counts among its citizens lots of comedians who, while occasionally crude, are very observant: Lenny Clarke (who played Uncle Carl in Fever Pitch), Steven Wright, Mike O’Malley, Conan O’Brien, Dane Cook, John Krasinski, and SNLers Seth Meyers and Amy Poehler – but not, as it turns out, Fallon, who’s a Yankee Fan in real life. (Wow, he really can act.)

We may mock Matt Damon, Ben Affleck, his brother Casey Affleck, and their friends Jake and Maggie Gyllenhaal, but they’re smart people and Red Sox fans. Michael Chiklis may have played a New York cop in The Commish and a New York superhero in the Fantastic Four movies, but he’s a Sox fan. Denis Leary, one of the funniest (but also most plagiaristic) comedians in the business, may have played a New York cop in The Job and a New York fireman in Rescue Me, but in real life, he's another Sox fan, from Worcester – who says, “Every Yankee Fan, whether I know you or not, can kiss my ass.” Hey, Denis: Kiss my rings, all 27 of them!

So if the Sox fans around you just want to talk, by all means, talk with them. But keep it on a civil level. If they don’t want to antagonize you, why antagonize them? These are not the Townies: They’re baseball fans first and Sox fans second. So be a baseball fan first and a Yankee Fan second. It’s worth it.

A lot of the Grandstand seats are wooden with iron armrests. These are a remnant of the park’s 1934 renovation, and aside from many of the seats at Wrigley Field they are the oldest remaining seats in the majors. (Aside from the outer shell of the stadium, including that front entrance, I don't think there's anything left from the original 1912 construction.) They’re not very wide and provide little legroom. You may need to stand up a few times to improve your circulation.

Because of their connection with the Jimmy Fund, the Sox often let disabled or sick children sing the National Anthem. Say whatever you want about the Sox players, and loudmouth team president Larry Lucchino, but the organization, as run by John W. Henry and Tom Werner, does seek to have and show class, and usually they do.

You may hear someone call Ted Williams “the Greatest Hitter Who Ever Lived.” This is an opinion based on some facts, but the greatest hitter who ever lived, according to the Splendid Splinter himself in his 1995 book Ted Williams’ Hit List, was Babe Ruth, who is still something of a sore spot among Sox fans. So tread on that opinion lightly.

The Red Sox don’t have a special song they use to follow “Take Me Out to the Ballgame” in the 7th inning stretch. Nor do they have a true theme song. But in 1903, when the Boston Pilgrims (the name “Red Sox” did not become official until 1907) won the first World Series against the Pittsburgh Pirates, one of the big hit songs of the year was “Tessie,” from a Broadway musical called The Silver Slipper. The Sox fans of the day, known as the Royal Rooters, sang it really loud, and it began to unnerve the Pirates: Outfielder Tommy Leach said, “It was a real hum-dinger of a song, but it sort of got on your nerves after a while.” In 2004, the Boston-area-based punk band the Dropkick Murphys recorded a new version, with new lyrics about how the Rooters used the original over a century before. That version has led me, on a number of occasions, to shout, or type in this blog, “Tessie Was a Whore.” (And this was before I got into rooting for the English soccer club Arsenal, whose fans always sing about the current manager of arch-rival Tottenham Hotspur, saying that his mother is a whore.)

In the middle of the 8th inning, the public-address system plays Neil Diamond’s 1969 hit “Sweet Caroline.” This song has nothing to do with Boston, or New England, or the team. Neil Diamond is not a Red Sox fan: Like the Dodgers, he started in Brooklyn, moved to Los Angeles, and, unlike most Brooklynites, stayed loyal to the Dodgers. And 1969 was not a particularly special year for the team. So why this song? Whoever knows for sure, he isn’t talking.

I don’t care how big the Yankees’ lead might turn out to be, or how dispirited the Sox fans might get as a result: Let sleeping dogs lie. In other words, do not mention Bucky Dent, Bill Buckner, or Aaron Boone. Unless you do get into a civil conversation with a Sox fan (it is possible), and they actually do want to talk about the tumultuous events in question.

When the game ends, if the Sox win, the P.A. system will play “Dirty Water” by the Standells, a 1966 garage-rock hit (often called one of the earliest punk-rock songs) that is the singer’s perception of “my town,” Boston. Actually, the Standells were from Los Angeles. So was the song’s author, Ed Cobb, a member of the 1950s pop group the Four Preps – make of that whatever you want! Unlike the Standells, he had other hits: Besides the Preps’ songs, he also wrote Brenda Holloway’s song “Every Little Bit Hurts” and, believe it or not, “Tainted Love,” which was a non-charting song for R&B singer Gloria Jones in 1965, before its 1981 cover by Soft Cell and its reworking into Rihanna’s 2006 song “SOS.” (And, yes, Jones’ version is still the best of the 3.) “Dirty Water” is also used as a victory song for the Celtics, the Bruins and the Northeastern University hockey team.

After the Game. Win or lose, get out of the ballpark and back to your hotel (or to South Station if you came up just for the day) as quickly and as quietly as possible. This will require you to be on the streets of Boston, and, unless you can get a taxi (don’t count on it), to take the Green Line in one direction or the other.

You’ll have to take some verbal on the streets and especially on the subway. Respond as little as possible. If the Yankees have won, you’ll know the venom the Sox fans are spewing at you will not change the result. If the Sox have won, their fans will be in a better mood, and may actually give you less of a hard time. This is a good time to observe the advice of the great football coach Paul Brown: “When you win, say little; and when you lose, say less.”

Chances are, no one will try to pick a fight with you, or damage your Yankee gear (by spilling a drink on it, or worse). If they do, there will most likely be other Yankee Fans nearby, and they may have your back. Most Sox fans, regardless of how much they’ve had to drink, will not fight. And if they see Yankee Fans ready to defend each other, they could very well back off entirely.

Perhaps the best way to avoid a confrontation is to stay at your seat for as long as the Fenway ushers will let you. This is a tactic used in European and Latin American soccer, with stadium stewards keeping the visiting fans in their section until the entire rest of the stadium is emptied of home supporters, to minimize the chance of hooliganism. This will also allow the crowd to thin out a little and make it easier to leave the park, regardless of the level of aggression.

Another way to avoid any unpleasantness is to find a bar where New Yorkers not only hang out, but are left alone. Easier said than done, right? Well, just as the Riviera Café off Sheridan Square in the West Village and Professor Thom’s on 2nd Avenue in the East Village are Sox-friendly bars in New York, there are places in Boston that welcome Yankee Fans.

The following establishments were mentioned in a Boston Globe profile during the 2009 World Series: Champions, at the Marriott Copley Place hotel at 110 Huntington Avenue (Green Line to Copley); The Sports Grille, at 132 Canal Street (across from North Station and the Garden, Green Line to North Station); and, right across from Fenway itself, Game On! at 82 Lansdowne Street. I’ve also heard that Jillian’s, across from Fenway at 145 Ipswich Street, takes in Yankee Fans, but I’ve only seen it rammed with Chowdaheads, so I would advise against it.

The local Giants fan club meets at The Greatest Bar, 262 Friend Street off Canal, a block from the Garden. The Green Briar Pub, at 304 Washington Street in the Brighton section of town, is the local home of Jets fans. (Green Line to Kenmore, then switch to Number 57 bus toward Watertown Yard, get off at Washington Street at Waldo Terrace.) However, there's so little overlap between the MLB and NFL seasons that showing up at either place with a Yankee cap on a non-NFL gameday may not be a good idea.

Sidelights. Boston is probably America’s best sports city, per-capita, and the number of sports-themed sites you might want to check out is large:

* Solomon Court at Cabot Center. This is part of Northeastern University’s athletic complex, and was the site of the Huntington Avenue Grounds, the only other home the Boston Red Sox have ever known, from their founding in 1901 to 1911. When the Sox won the first World Series in 1903, it was clinched here. At roughly the spot where the pitcher’s mound was, there is a statue of Cy Young, who pitched for the Sox in their 1903 and 1904 World Championship seasons. Huntington Avenue at Forsyth Street. Green Line E train to Northeastern.

* South End Grounds. This is still the most successful baseball location in Boston history. It was home to 3 ballparks, all named the Sound End Grounds. In 1871, the first such park was built there, and was home to the Boston Red Stockings of the first professional baseball league, the National Association. This team featured half the members of the first openly professional team, the Cincinnati Red Stockings (hence the name), and also had a young pitcher named Al Spalding, who would later co-found the team now known as the Chicago Cubs and the sporting-goods empire that still bears his name. Those Boston Red Stockings team won Pennants in 1872, ’73, ’74 and ’75, and its strength (domination, really) was one of the reasons the NA collapsed.

When the National League was founded in 1876, the Red Stockings were a charter member. They won Pennants in 1877 and ’78, and by the time they won the 1883 Pennant, they were popularly known as the “Boston Beaneaters.” No, I'm not making that name up. Building a new park on the site in 1888, they won Pennants in 1891, ’92 and ’93. But on May 15, 1894, in a game against the NL version of the Baltimore Orioles, a fight broke out, and no one noticed that some kids had started a fire in the right-field seats. (Or maybe it was the ashes of a grown man’s cigar. Both have been suggested, probably nobody knew for sure.) It became known as the Great Roxbury Fire, and the story goes that the park and 117 (or 170, or 200) buildings burned to the ground, and 1,900 people were left homeless – but nobody died. (I don’t buy that last part at all.)

A new park was hastily built on the site, while the Beaneaters temporarily played at the home of the city’s team in the 1890 Players’ League. This last South End Grounds hosted the Braves' 1897 and '98 Pennant winners, and lasted until 1914, when, with the team now called the Braves (owner James Gaffney had been a “Brave,” or officer, in New York’s Tammany Hall political organization), decided it was too small for the crowds the team was now attracting. So he moved the team to Fenway, and played their 1914 World Series games there, and opened Braves Field the next season. Overall, 12 Pennants were won here, in a 44-year span -- one more than the Red Sox have won at Fenway Park in 102 seasons.

Parking for Northeastern University is now on the site -- and save your Joni Mitchell jokes. Columbus Avenue at Hammond Street. Orange Line to Ruggles.

* Third Base Saloon. There’s some question as to what was the first “sports bar”: St. Louis Brown Stockings (the team now known as the Cardinals) owner Chris von der Ahe’s place on the grounds of Sportsman’s Park, or Michael T. McGreevy’s establishment that opened just outside the South End Grounds, both in the 1880s. “I call it Third Base because it’s the last place you go before home,” McGreevy would tell people. “Enough said.” McGreevy used that phrase to settle any and all arguments to the point where not only did “Nuf Ced” become his nickname, but he had it (spelled that way) laid in mosaic tile on the bar’s floor.

Third Base Saloon became the headquarters of the Royal Rooters, a Beaneaters’ booster club, founded in 1897. In 1901, when the American League and the team that became the Red Sox was formed, Beaneaters founder-owner Arthur Soden made one of the dumbest mistakes in sports history: Despite competition practically next-door to his team, he raised ticket prices. This infuriated the working-class Irish fan base of the NL club, and they immediately accepted Nuf Ced’s suggestion of switching to the AL outfit. (I wonder if they built their park near Nuf Ced's place for just that reason, to get his customers?)

Nuf Ced and the Rooters stayed with the Sox after their 1912 move to Fenway, until 1920 when Prohibition closed him down. He died in 1930, and to this day, no Boston baseball team has ever won a World Series without him being present at all home games. (Not legitimately, anyway.) A park with a bike trail is now on the site, so the address, 940 Columbus Avenue, is no longer in use. As with the site of South End Grounds, take the Orange Line to Ruggles.

A new version, named McGreevy’s 3rd Base Saloon, was founded by Dropkick Murphys member Ken Casey, with “an exact replica of McGreevy’s original barroom.” 911 Boylston Street. Green Line B, C or D train to Hynes-Convention Center.

* Matthews Arena. Built in 1910 as the Boston Arena -- in fact, today is the anniversary, April 16 -- this is the oldest currently-used multi-purpose athletic building in use in the world. Northeastern still uses it, while BC, BU, Harvard, MIT and Tufts all once played home games here. It was the Bruins' first home, from 1924 to 1928, and the Celtics played the occasional home game here from 1946 to 1955, on occasions when there was a scheduling conflict with the Garden. In 1985, the Celtics played an alumni game here, with the opposing teams coached by Red Auerbach (his players wearing the white home jerseys) and Bill Russell (who didn't play, his players wearing the road green).

A gift from NU alumnus George J. Matthews led the school to rename the arena for him. In spite of its age, the building is fronted by a modern archway. Massachusetts Avenue at St. Botolph Street. Green Line E train to Symphony. Symphony Hall, Boston's answer to Carnegie Hall, is a block away at Massachusetts and Huntington Avenues.

* Site of Braves Field/Nickerson Field. Although Boston University no longer has a football team, it still plays other sports at Nickerson Field, which opened in 1957. Its home stand is the surviving right field pavilion of Braves Field, where the Braves played from 1915 until they left town. In return for being allowed to play their 1914 World Series games at Fenway, the Braves invited the Sox to play their Series games at Braves Field, which seated 40,000, a record until the first Yankee Stadium was built. The Sox played their home Series games there in 1915, ’16 and ’18. The Braves themselves only played one World Series here, in 1948, losing to the Indians, who had just beaten the Sox in a one-game Playoff for the AL Pennant at Fenway, negating the closest call there ever was for an all-Boston World Series.

The Braves’ top farm team was the Triple-A version of the Milwaukee Brewers, and, with their team in decline after the ’48 Pennant and the Sox having the far larger attendance, they gave up the ghost and moved just before the start of the 1953 season, and then in 1966 to Atlanta. But they already had Warren Spahn and Eddie Mathews, and, ironically, if they’d just hung on a little longer, they would have had Hank Aaron (they’d already integrated with Sam Jethroe in 1948, 11 years before the Sox finally caved in to the post-1865 world and added Pumpsie Green). They could have played the 1957 and '58 World Series in Boston instead of Milwaukee. If this had happened, once Ted Williams retired in 1960, interest in the declining Sox would have faded to the point that Tom Yawkey, not a Bostonian, could have gotten frustrated, and the Red Sox could have moved with the Braves staying. If so, while the 1967, ’75, ’86, 2004, ’07 and '13 World Series would have been played somewhere else, Boston would have gained the 1957, ’58, ’91, ’92, ’95, ’96 and ’99 World Series, and, because of the proximity, there would be a big New York-Boston rivalry in baseball, but it would be Mets-Braves. (Of course, this would have meant the Yankees' main rivals would be the Baltimore Orioles -- who are, after all, the closest AL team to them, closer than the Red Sox.)

Instead, the Braves moved, and BU bought the grounds and converted it into Nickerson Field. The NFL’s Boston Redskins (named for the Braves) played their first season, 1932, at Braves Field, before playing 1933-36 at Fenway and then moving to Washington. The AFL’s Boston Patriots played at Nickerson 1960-62, and then at Fenway 1963-68. The former Braves Field ticket office still stands, converted into the BU Police headquarters. Unfortunately, the field is now artificial.

Commonwealth Avenue at Babcock Street and Harry Agganis Way. (Agganis was a BU quarterback who briefly played for the Red Sox before getting sick and dying at age 24 in 1955.) Green Line B train at Pleasant Street.

* TD Garden and site of Boston Garden. The TD Garden, formerly the Shawmut Center, the FleetCenter and the TD Banknorth Garden (TD stands for Toronto-Dominion Bank), opened in 1995, atop Boston’s North Station, as a replacement for the original Boston Garden, home to the NHL’s Bruins starting in 1928 and the NBA’s Celtics starting in 1946. The old “Gahden” (which stood on the site of the parking lot in front of the new one) and the new one have also, since 1953, hosted the Beanpot hockey tournament, contested by BC, BU, Northeastern and Harvard.

The Celtics finally ended their drought in 2008, winning their 17th NBA Championship 22 years after winning their 16th in the old Garden, and the Bruins ended a drought in 2011, winning their 6th Stanley Cup 39 years after winning their 5th.  (However, they still haven’t clinched at home since Bobby Orr’s “Flying Goal” in 1970, 2 days after Willis Reed limped onto the court and gave the Knicks their first title).

The Beatles played the old Garden on September 12, 1964.  Elvis Presley played it on November 10, 1971. The new Garden is also home to the Sports Museum of New England. 150 Causeway Street. Green (outbound, so no letter necessary) or Orange Line to North Station.

NCAA basketball tournament games have been held at the TD Garden, the Hartford Civic Center (now the XL Center), the Providence Civic Center (now the Dunkin Donuts Center), the Worcester Centrum (now the DCU Center), and the University of Rhode Island's Keaney Gymnasium in Kingston. But no New England building has ever hosted a Final Four, and none ever will, due to attendance requirements, unless the Patriots put a dome on Gillette Stadium.

No school within the city limits of Boston has ever reached the Final Four. One Massachusetts school has: Holy Cross, in Worcester, winning the National Championship in 1947 with George Kaftan, "the Golden Greek," and reaching the Final Four again in '48 with Bob Cousy (a freshman in '47 and ineligible under the rules of the time).

The University of Massachusetts, with its main campus in Amherst, made the Final Four in 1996, under coach John Calipari, but had to vacate the appearance when later Knick Marcus Camby admitted he'd accepted money and gifts from agents. The University of Connecticut (UConn, in Storrs, closer to Boston than to Manhattan) has made it 5 times, winning it all in 1999, 2004, 2011 and 2014, and losing in the Semifinal in 2009. The only New Hampshire school to make it is Dartmouth, in Hanover, in 1942 and 1944, losing in the Final both times.  The only Rhode Island school to make it is Providence, in 1973 and 1987 (coached by future Big East Commissioner Dave Gavitt and future preening schmo Rick Pitino, respectively). No school from Maine or Vermont has ever reached the Final Four.

* Garden Bars. Several noted drinking emporiums are near TD Garden. Perhaps the most famous, and once rated the best sports bar in America by Sports Illustrated, is The Fours, at 166 Canal Street. It’s named for “the Miracle of the Fours”: 1970 Stanley Cup Finals, Game 4, overtime (therefore the 4th period), winning goal scored by Number 4, Bobby Orr, while tripped up by Noel Picard, Number 4 of the St. Louis Blues, to clinch the Bruins’ 4th Stanley Cup. (Some people like to point out that it was Orr's 4th goal of the Finals, but in fact it was his 1st.)

As mentioned, the Sports Grille Boston is at 132 Canal Street. McGann’s is at 197 Portland Street; while The Greatest Bar – a name, if not an apt description – is at 262 Friend Street.

* Alumni Stadium. Boston College has played football here since 1957, and the Patriots played their 1969 home games here. Prior to 1957, BC played at several sites, including Fenway and Braves Field. Beacon Street at Chestnut Hill Drive. Green Line B train to Boston College.

* Harvard Stadium. The oldest continually-used football stadium in America – the University of Pennsylvania’s Franklin Field is on the oldest continually-used football site – this stadium was built in 1903, and renovations (funded by those wealthy Harvard alums) have kept it in tip-top condition, if not turned it into a modern sports palace.

This stadium is responsible for the legalization of the forward pass in football. When the organization that became the NCAA was founded in 1906, rules changes were demanded to make the game safer. One suggestion was widening the field, but Harvard – at the time, having as much pull as Notre Dame, Michigan and Alabama now do, all rolled into one – insisted that they’d just spent all this money on a new stadium, and didn’t want to alter it to suit a rule change. Much as Notre Dame has sometimes been a tail wagging college football’s dog, the Crimson were accommodated, and someone suggested the alternative of legalizing the forward pass, which had occasionally been illegally done.

Today, the stadium is best known as the site of the 1968 Harvard-Yale game, where the two ancient rivals both came into the game undefeated, and a furious late comeback from 29-13 down led to the famous Harvard Crimson (school newspaper) headline “HARVARD BEATS YALE 29-29” and a tie for the Ivy League Championship. (Actor Tommy Lee Jones, then listed as "Tom Jones," started at guard for Harvard in that game. His roommate at Harvard was future Vice President Al Gore.) The Patriots played 1970, their first season in the NFL and last under the name “Boston Patriots,” at Harvard Stadium.

Although its mailing address is 65 North Harvard Street in “Allston, MA,” and the University is in Cambridge, the stadium is actually on the south, Boston side of the Charles River. Harvard Street at Soldiers Field Road. Unfortunately, it’s not that close to public transportation: Your best bet is to take the Red Line to Harvard Square, and walk across the Anderson Memorial Bridge.

* Gillette Stadium. The NFL’s New England Patriots and MLS’ New England Revolution have played here since 2002. It was built next-door to the facility known as Schaefer Stadium, Sullivan Stadium and Foxboro Stadium, which was torn down and replaced by the Patriot Place mall.

The Pats played at the old stadium from 1971 to 2001 (their last game, a Playoff in January 2002, being the Snow Bowl or Tuck Game against the Oakland Raiders). It was home to the New England Tea Men of the North American Soccer League and, from 1996 to 2001, of MLS’ Revs. Before the Tea Men, the NASL's Boston Minutemen played there, including Mozambicuan-Portuguese legend Eusebio da Silva Ferreira (like many Portuguese and Brazilian players, usually known by just his first name). Because of this, and because of New England's large Portuguese community, a statue of Eusebio stands at Gillette, possibly puzzling people who don't know soccer and only go for Patriots games. The statue was there at least as far back as 2010, well before his recent death.

BC played a couple of games at the old stadium in the early 1980s, thanks to the popularity of quarterback Doug Flutie. The old stadium was basically an oversized version of a high school stadium, complete with aluminum benches for fans, and it was terrible. The new stadium is so much better.

It has one problem: The location is awful. It’s just off U.S. Route 1, not a freeway such as I-95, and except for Pats’ gamedays, when an MBTA commuter rail train will take you right there, the only way to get there without a car is to take the MBTA Forge Park-495 Line from South Station to Walpole, and then get a taxi. That’ll cost you $18 each way, as I found out when I went to see the New York Red Bulls play the Revs in June 2010.

60 Washington Street (Route 1) – or “1 Patriot Place,” Foxboro. It’s actually closer to downtown Providence, Rhode Island than to downtown Boston. Adjoining is the Patriot Place mall.

* Suffolk Downs. Opened in 1935, this is New England's premier horse-racing track.  On their last tour, on August 18, 1966, the Beatles played here. However, as horse racing has declined, so has the track, to the point that New England's best known race, the Massachusetts Handicap (or the Mass Cap) hasn't been run since 2008. Previously, it had been won by such legendary horses as Seabiscuit, Whirlaway, Riva Ridge and Cigar.

So, unless you really loved the film Seabiscuit or are a huge Beatlemaniac, I'd say that if you don't have the time to see everything on this list, this is the first item you should cross off. 525 McClellan Highway, at Waldemar Avenue, in the East Boston neighborhood, near Logan Airport. Blue Line to Suffolk Downs station.

* Museum of Fine Arts. This is Boston’s equivalent to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. I’m not saying you have to visit, but you should see one major Boston tourist site that doesn’t involve sports, and it’s a 10-minute walk from Fenway and a 5-minute walk from the sites of the Huntington Avenue and South End Grounds. 465 Huntington Avenue at Parker Street. Green Line E train to Museum of Fine Arts station.

* Freedom Trail. Boston’s most familiar tourist trap is actually several, marked by a red brick sidewalk and red paint on streets. Historic sites include Boston’s old and new City Halls, Massachusetts’ old and new State Houses (old: Built 1711, with the State Street subway station somehow built into it; “new”: 1798), the Old North Church (where Paul Revere saw the two lanterns hung) and the Old South Meeting House (where Samuel Adams started the Boston Tea Party and would be horrified at the right-wing bastards using the “Tea Party” name today), Revere’s house, the Boston Tea Party Ship, the U.S.S. Constitution, and the Bunker Hill Monument.

The Trail starts at Boston Common, at Park and Tremont Streets. Green or Red Line to Park Street.

* Cambridge. Home to Harvard and MIT, it is not so much “Boston’s Brooklyn” (that wouldn’t be Brookline, either, but would be South Boston or “Southie” and neighboring Dorchester) as “Boston’s Greenwich Village,” particularly since Harvard Square was the center of Boston’s alternative music scene in the Fifties and Sixties, where performers like Joan Baez and the aforementioned Kingston Trio became stars. Later, it would be rock acts like Aerosmith and the J. Geils Band that would make their names in Cambridge.

The city is also home to the Longfellow House, home of the poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. And while it is worth a visit, no, you cannot, as the old saying demonstrating the Boston accent goes, “Pahk yuh cah in Hahvuhd Yahd.” Harvard Yard does not allow motorized vehicles. Centered around Harvard Square at 1400 Massachusetts Avenue. Red Line to Harvard Square.

* John F. Kennedy Presidential Library and Museum. Unlike the Franklin D. Roosevelt Library, which is a 2-hour drive north of Midtown Manhattan in Hyde Park, closer to Albany, the JFK Library is much more accessible – not just to drivers and non-drivers alike, but to anyone. Maybe it’s because it’s more interactive, but maybe it’s also because FDR is a figure of black-and-white film and scratchy radio recordings, while JFK is someone whose television images and color films make him more familiar to us, even though he’s been dead for over 50 years now. (Incredibly, he’s now been dead longer than he was alive.)

Sometimes it seems as though his Library is less about his time than it is about our time, and the time beyond. While I love the FDR Library, there’s no doubt in my mind that this is the best Presidential Library or Museum there is. Columbia Point, on the Boston campus of the University of Massachusetts. Red Line to JFK/UMass, plus a shuttle bus.

Other Massachusetts Presidential sites include the JFK Tour at Harvard, JFK’s birthplace at 83 Beals Street in Brookline (Green Line B train to Babcock Street), those involving John and John Quincy Adams in Quincy (Red Line to Quincy Center – not to “Quincy Adams”), the house at 173 Adams Street in Milton where George H.W. Bush was born (Red Line to Milton, now has a historical marker although the house itself is privately owned and not available for tours), and the Calvin Coolidge Presidential Library and Museum, in Northampton where he was Mayor before becoming the State’s Governor and then President (20 West Street, 100 miles west of Boston, although Greyhound goes there). Closer than Northampton are sites relating to Franklin Pierce in Concord and Hillsboro, New Hampshire.

Salem, home to the witch trials, is to the north: MBTA Commuter Rail Newburyport/Rockport Line out of North Station to Salem. Plymouth, where the Pilgrims landed and set up the Massachusetts Bay Colony, is to the south: MBTA Kingston/Plymouth Line out of South Station to Kingston, then switch to FreedomLink bus.

Lexington & Concord? Lexington: Red Line north to its terminal at Alewife, then switch to the 62 or 76 bus. Concord: MBTA Fitchburg/South Acton Line out of North Station to Concord. Bunker Hill? 93 bus on Washington Street, downtown, to Bunker Hill & Monument Streets, across the river in the Charlestown neighborhood, then 2 blocks down Monument.

The Bull & Finch Pub, which was used for the exterior shot and the basis for the interior shot of Cheers, was at 84 Beacon Street at Brimmer Street, across from Boston Common and near the State House. It's since been bought and turned into an official Cheers, with the upstairs Hampshire House (the basis for the show's Melville's) also part of the establishment. Green Line to Arlington.  A version designed to look more like the one on the show, complete with an "island bar" instead of a "wall bar," is at Faneuil Hall. Congress & Market Streets. Orange or Blue Line to State, since Government Center is closed for renovations.

The Suffolk County Court House, recognizable from David E. Kelley's legal dramas Ally McBeal, The Practice and Boston Legal, is at the Scollay Square/Government Center complex.  The official address is 3 Pemberton Street, at Somerset Street. Again, use State, due to the closure of Government Center.

The Prudential Tower, a.k.a. the Prudential Center, at 749 feet the tallest building in the world outside New York when it opened in 1964, contains a major mall. 800 Boylston Street. The finish line of the Boston Marathon, and the site of the bombing, is at 755 Boylston at Ring Road. Green Line B, C or D to Copley, or E to Prudential.

There are two John Hancock Buildings in Boston. The older one, at 197 Clarendon Street at St. James Avenue, went up in 1947 and is better known as the Berkeley Building. It is 495 feet high counting a spire that lights up, and is a weather beacon, complete with poem:

Steady blue, clear view.
Flashing blue, clouds due.
Steady red, rain ahead.
Flashing red, snow instead.

If it's flashing red during baseball season, when snow is not expected (except maybe in April), that means that day's Red Sox game has been postponed. When the Sox won the Series * in 2004, '07 and '13, it flashed red and blue.

The glass-facaded newer building, at 200 Clarendon across from the old one, was completed in 1976 and is 790 feet tall, making it not just the tallest in Boston, in Massachusetts, or in New England, but the tallest in North America east of Manhattan.  Green Line to Copley.


I hope every Yankee Fan gets to see at least one game at Fenway Park -- although not necessarily a Yankees-Red Sox game. Those games are not for the faint of heart. But it is a truly great experience to see a game there. And, since the plans for a New Fenway Park were scuttled a few years ago, it looks like the original will be in place well past its recent Centennial.

Good luck, and remember: Safety first. Despite Boston's reputation of having several fine medical centers, if given a choice, it's better to be an uninjured coward than a hospitalized tough guy.