And Theo was his Name-o

I am a Red Sox fan. To those that aren't, this is what it means...

I hate the Red Sox. Everything they do is stupid. The players never try hard enough. They spend too much money in all the wrong places. But when they win...Oh, the joy!

This brings me to the latest way the Red Sox have screwed the pooch. They let the wonderkid, Theo Epstein, get away. The GM that brought the Sox their first World Series title in 86 years has decided he's had enough. Apparently it stems from difficulties between Theo and club president Larry Lucchino. Who should take the blame? Well, there's plenty to go around.

A. Theo, ex-GM He was offered $1.5 million a year. Can't take the pressure? Don't like not having privacy? Go buy some, wimp. What are ya gonna do, pack up and go home? You're from Boston for chrissakes!

B. Larry Lucchino, mentor. You wanted to give the reigns to the youngest GM in baseball and he got you a trophy. Don't try to take them back or even take any credit. Your one job was to make sure he was under contract for the rest of his life and you screwed it up.

C. Dan Shaugnessy, writer, Boston Globe. This chucklehead is, in my mind, the main cause of the rift. Dan continually wrote about trade "rumors", player/management "issues", and contract "talks". Eventually, he wrote one too many articles that belong on Page Six, and Theo got fed up. Dan...you're a jackass.

By the way, Dan's only claim to fame is talking about the "Curse of the Bambino" non-stop for the last 86 years. He wrote a book about the curse, so all he's doing is trying to sell more books. Dan, how about reporting sports once in a while?

So now the Sox have no GM, and the assistant GM (as well as most of the front office) are on their way to the Arizona Diamondbacks. Well, Larry, what now?