Friday, February 5, 2010

Number Thirteen: Terry Francona.


I worry for Terry Francona's health. (But I'm a worrier. That's what I do.) He looks so much older than his fifty years. You watch him walk and he has the arthritic gait of a man with knees that constantly ache. He can't see. He can't feel his fingers. He has heart problems. And I'm sure that there are other things wrong with him.

He has an extraordinarily stressful job, which he has generally handled with grace and good-humor. His players like him and he seems to have a genuine affection for them. And he has done something remarkable in Boston, which will brook no argument.

He also kind of looks like a bird.

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