letter to the Cap'n

dear Tek:

i like to think you're a smart man. certainly much smarter than you currently appear with this latest behavior that you're exhibiting and you're starting to make me uncomfortable.

listen carefully now. (please.)

the Sox Front Office has heard your piece. they heard you ask for two years. even though they *really* didn't plan to give you more than one year--as is evidenced by the fact that they left that one-year offer on the table for as long as they did--John Henry acknowledged your request for a face-to-face meeting, just the two of you. he heard you out and now they have upped the offer, no thanks to that low-life snake of an agent you have.

now, i may not know much about the business end of baseball, but it seems to me they just offered to meet you halfway, so now is the time to put some ink on that paper. make it official. you know, before they retract the offer all together. please restore my faith in your intelligence here, because you know that as much as i love you on our team, and the fierce loyalty i feel to you, your smarts are pretty much the only bargaining chip you have left. it's probably best not to make them nervous about that too.

sincerely,
RSN-FL