say it ain’t so

June 30th, 2010

Paul Pierce opting out of his contract seemed like a slam-dunk in theory a few months ago: he’d opt out, sign back with the team for less money per year (so we could tap into the rich free agent pool of 2010) but over a longer period of time, and retire a Celtic.

suddenly, the reality of the free market has hit me. if Doc doesn’t return and the team doesn’t re-up Ray’s contract, they might start re-building around Rondo now, and we might be Pierce-less. *gulp*

i realize that I’m being more sentimental than practical — if i were GM, i’d be letting Pierce walk unless he re-signed for much less money so we could start building for the future. barring a miracle, the current aging core is not going to bring us another championship. i’m not the GM, though. i’m a long-time, hard-core fan. so i’m now devoting my remaining mental energies to thinking about anything and everything but this.

more info from around the web:
Celtics Blog reports and has some nice analysis
Boston.com rolls out a photo montage of Paul’s time in Boston (ease up. he’s not gone until he signs elsewhere, guys.)
Mazz represents the non-sentimental approach i’ll probably talk myself into if Pierce walks away

goodbye to the sandbox

January 5th, 2010

when i do listen to non-internet radio, an occurrence that is growing rarer in these latter days, i tend to be a fan of music rather than talk radio. that said, i found the morning show on WFNX — “The Sandbox” — highly entertaining. the DJs, with the exception of longtime FNX-er Henry Santoro, were in their late 20′s / early 30′s, putting their retro pop culture references and sense of humor right in line with my own. they tended to shy away from the overtly political (i’m talking to you, Greg Hill and Dennis and Callahan) and focused instead on the absurd. they had a good talk / music mix for the morning hours and included guests from the local Boston scene (politicians, writers, etc).

yesterday, after 2.5 years, that show abruptly went off the air, taking with it the last shreds of faith i had in the Boston radio scene. WERS (excellent college radio, albeit with too much reggae) and Paul Driscoll’s Alter-Ego program at FNX (he’s given a lot of latitude to play what he wants) are the only good things left on local radio.

word on the street is that the new VP of Broadcast Operations, Mike Tierney, blew up the show as a not-so-uncommon ‘i’m the new guy’ power move. way to screw up FNX, Mike. welcome to Boston.

cleaning up our act

August 28th, 2009

i work in Mission Hill, just down the street from the Mission Church where the funeral ceremony is to be held for Senator Ted Kennedy tomorrow morning. because he was, arguably, one of the most well-known senators in US history, and was part of one of the most famous political families, and because President Obama is coming to town to give the eulogy, it goes without saying that things are a little busy today on Tremont Street. i couldn’t help but chuckle quietly to myself, though, as i looked around at the work being done–from windows being washed to trees being trimmed to light poles being re-painted–because it took the death of an elder statesman to get the City of Boston to actually tidy up this neighborhood.

now don’t get me wrong: Mission Hill has come a long way in recent years and is a much cleaner and safer place to be. we’ve got JP Licks, Flann O’Brien’s Pub, and the Savant Project. the people are great, and there are little parks tucked away, most with great views of the rest of the city. but it still isn’t what i would call “well-maintained”. today, that’s all changing, as the neighborhood prepares for the media spotlight.