The year is 1964. In the bar car of a Connecticut-bound New Haven Railroad train following a Yankee-Red Sox confrontation, Jim Powers breaks into song: “Who’s better than his brother Joe? Dominic DiMaggio…“, thereby attracting the attention of like-minded Sox fan Henry Berry. The two become friends and founders of the Benevolent Loyal Order of Honorable Ancient Red Sox Diehard Sufferers of New York (BLOHARDS ) .
Berry died in 1996 and Powers in 2005, but the organization carries on. At present its activities include twice-yearly lunches in Manhattan when the Red Sox come to town; a bus trip to Fenway park for each season’s home opener; and occasional “viewing parties” of away games at local watering holes and field trips to Yankee Stadium to watch the visiting nine.
Happy news for BLOHARDS lamenting their inability to attend the Sox’ dreary opening-day loss to the Orioles. After extensive research and field-testing…
Your correspondent, hyper-vigilant for any symptoms which might indicate that our modern plague has set up shop in his body, recently had a disconcerting experience; It was June and he could feel his toes…
Things have admittedly been a little disorganized at BLOHARD World Headquarters, what with (i) the website being rendered…
“The Mets, who started the season by going 11-1, are almost back to .500. Which is about how many people showed up to watch them play the Braves the other night.”
Sox Test, Reward Patience in Interminable Opener Feeling may or may not return to our toes, but victory is forever. It was noted for the benefit of the riders…