So far this week, I've got more pieces in the Boston Globe than Dan Shaughnessy and Jeff Jacoby combined. Sunday, in Ideas, I looked at the success of books of miscellaneous facts in an era when Google would seem to offer everyone all the miscellaneous facts in the world.
(Which, holy Toledo, the Yankees. Eight of the nine regulars in the lineup have an OPS+ over 120, and the ninth is a shade under 100. That's obscene. The mid-90s Cleveland Indians weren't that stacked, top to bottom.)
So I went to sleep expecting an inbox full of morning hate mail. But so far the mail has been light and courteous. There is a fair amount of bile in the first comments on the story, but by the second page, the Boston fans seem to have given up on insulting me or the Orioles, because they're having a discussion with each other about the ins and outs of Red Sox fandom. My point exactly.
