Keep Your Mitts Off The Red Sox Payroll Funds!
Look, I hate this pop culture malarkey more than anyone, but there’s not a whole lot going on in Red Sox land right now. I mean, this girl is younger and in better shape than most of the players Theo Epstein has signed this offseason. If my choice is between ogling some 30-year-old broad on the internet or analyzing Brad Wilkerson’s odds of curing himself of rigor mortis and cracking the lineup in Pawtucket, it’s pretty much a toss-up.
Henry’s fiancee is my age. Brunette, hot as hell. Hey, good for him. This is a guy who made it the right way. One day he’s sweating bullets on his old man’s farm, and the next he’s devising some logarithm to score beau coup dollars in the commodities market. A man with these types of accomplishments under his belt deserves a shiny trophy.
The relationship might even be on the level; John Henry’s not that unattractive for a 60-year-old. He has the whole “skinny well-groomed hipster” thing working for him. This is Boston, the well-adjusted nerd image is a solid enough approach for luring trim in this town (not that I would know).
As long as the Red Sox ownership group can manage to…maintain their liquidity…me and her will get along just fine.
So you think Henry’s hot?
Good Lord!! the redheaded guy behind the happy couple has a HUGE head!