The Red Sox fired Chaim Bloom
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goodbye chaim i will not miss you
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Chaim Bloom finally gone 😫🙏🏻
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John Henry Discusses Payroll, Offseason, "False Narrative" Round Red Sox
Red Sox principal proprietor John Henry addressed a number of subjects associated to his group in e-mails with The Athletic’s Jen McCaffrey and The Boston Sports Journal’s Sean McAdam, and in each Q&A responses, Henry pushed again towards criticisms of the membership’s offseason.
“There’s been a false narrative that we somehow stopped spending — completely unsupported by the facts — that we no…
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Taking Out the 2022 Garbage - Red Sox Edition
Taking Out the 2022 Garbage – Red Sox Edition
The best thing I can say about the 2022 Boston Red Sox season is that it’s over. This season has been a failure-to-launch, swervy dumpster-fire that was chock-full of underperformances and roster shortcomings. The worst part about the season? It was good enough to keep you thinking they had a chance to turn things around until late August/early September when in reality it was over before it…
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Silver x5. 🗣PAY 🗣THE 🗣MAN
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tristan casas is coming. bobby has been sent to worcester. we’re living in a nightmare.
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Anyone have Chaim’s number? I just want to chat.
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wondering why i haven’t been paying close attention to the hot stove and it’s like [remembers jd] [remembers xander] [finds out about nate] ahhhhh right i’m being avoidant :)
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God dammit what the actual fuck is Chaim Bloom doing with the Red Sox. He has let key players just walk, and they fucked up the draft picks also by letting veteran players go. OMG I'm so mad.
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About six months back I lost a round of social Ju Jitsu and wound up getting roped into attending a Sox game at Fenway that I didn't really want to attend. It was during work hours so whatever, kind of a wash. Precisely as uncompelling to me as every other baseball game I've ever been to, except that this happened to be the game where at the start of the fifth inning they carried out the formal termination of Chaim Bloom for his gross incompetence as Chief Baseball Officer for the Boston Red Sox. I was fascinated with the lurid, grotesque ceremony with which they marched him out onto the field with his hands tied behind his back and lined him up against the Green Monster. I watched as the ceremonial officer, decked out in full Wally regalia, offered Bloom a blindfold and the traditional last frank, fumbling the conciliatory sausage into the corner of Bloom's mouth before hurriedly lumbering out of the line of fire. And I watched as the ten-man line of sox pitchers unleashed a perfectly synchronized volley of hardballs, physically obliterating Chaim Bloom's musculoskeletal structure in a single gorestained moment of human annihilation. I witnessed the half-chewed last frank spiraling through the air before landing on the astroturf alongside the rest of the offal. As fans in the front rows poured out onto the field and swarmed the remains in pursuit of red-streaked souvenirs, I reflected on the pitchers, now forgotten amidst the burgeoning chaos. I wondered what it was like to live with that kind of moral burden. I mean I know that one guy out of the ten is randomly issued a softball to introduce a comforting sliver of doubt that they were truly a participant in the termination, but let's be real, those guys throw those for a living. They can feel the difference. They know what they must one day be held to account for
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