One down, one to go

Long before Julio Lugo darkened the doors of Fenway Park, there was Julian Tavares. I grant that the unlamented Heathcliff Slocumb was in a class by himself as dismal pitchers go, but Julia(n) seemed determined to give him a run for his money. No talent, and an overall appearance that suggested the Red Sox had resorted to grave-robbing to fill out the pitching roster.

And as a starter, for far too long: what were they thinking?

This was a pitcher capable of defeating the Red Sox if the other team didn't even bother to show up. The welcome news of his release has finally come. Oh Frabjous joy!