Making a Whopper of a molehill

After reading Keith Foulke’s comments regarding the boos he’s been receiving at Fenway thanks to his lackluster performances as the Red Sox closer, I found myself, for once, respecting what the man had to say for himself. Here is the quote in question:

''They're not going to make it any harder than it is for me to go home and look in the mirror," Foulke said about the booing that rained down from the stands on a sticky night in the Fens. "Like I've told you guys plenty of times, I'm more embarrassed to walk into this locker room and look at the faces of my teammates than I am to walk out and see Johnny from Burger King booing me. I'm worried about these guys, not everybody else."

Far from being his usual dismissive, condescending self, it seemed to me that this time Foulkie simply put the criticism lobbed his way into perspective, opining that he cares far more about the feelings towards him within the locker room rather than without, whether coming from the Curly Haired Boyfriend, Daredevil or “Johnny from Burger King.” Makes sense to me…

But the rabble-rousers at Dirt Dogs, it seems, didn’t quite see it that way. And though I don’t necessarily agree with their overwrought analysis…I gotta admit, some of this shit is pretty funny.

Good luck living this one down, Keith.