The hopes and dreams of Red Sox fans are finally being realized. J.D. Drew is coming.
After much wrangling over the fine print, Drew and the Sox settled on a contract yesterday. The contract includes language that would allow the Sox to opt out of guaranteed money in 2010 and 2011 if a specified pre-existing injury recurs.
In other words, if Drew’s shoulder falls off, the Sox can cut him loose.
The deal will pay Jizzle Dizzle $14 million a season. That’s a $3 million annual raise, compared to what he was making with the Dodgers. Drew opted out of his Dodgers contract after last season.
Everybody wins with this contract. Drew gets more money than he would have made with the Dodgers and the potential for more years. Boras gets Drew the contract he promised him. The Red Sox get some peace of mind.
The only people that lose are the fans. They’re stuck with Drew for the next 3-5 years.
Personally, I’ve already got standing room seats for the Red Sox preseason game against the Devil Rays in Tampa on March 24th. The standing room section is along the right field line. J.D., if you plan on roaming right field that day, you better plan on wearing you macintosh and galloshes, because the boos are gonna be raining down. We’re talking monsoon season, baby.
In honor of his signing day, here are the top five things that piss me off about J.D. Drew:
5. His agent is Scott Boras.
4. He’s always hurt.
3. His name is David Jonathan Drew, but he goes by J.D. and not D.J.
2. Drew sat out a season, rather than play for anything less than $10 million per.
1. In 1999, when Drew made his first visit to Veteran’s stadium and fans pelted him with batteries, he didn’t have the decency to stand still.