And yet anothah potential GM candidate says "Thanks but no thanks" to the Red Sox.
Christ, you've got about as good a chance to get a lawyah for Saddam Hussein as you do a Red Sox GM at this point.
Yeah, and Lucchino's about as populah in Boston as Saddam is in Bagdad right about now.
This is what I most feahed all along. It's not that Theo is some irreplaceable GM genius, but rathah that any potential GM candidate with half a brain would look at the Red Sox situation and go, "You're fucking kidding me, right?"
Of course, Lucky's personal Pravda reports that Dayton Moore, the alleged top choice for the GM spot, "felt great chemistry with Larry Lucchino …"
Yeah, and I hear arsenic tastes like burnt almonds, not at all unpleasant as you're slowly poisoned to death.
Today's title is a reference to a song by glam metal band Poison.