Oil Can Boyd Says He was on Cocaine 2/3 of the Time…Yeah No Shit
BOSTON (CBS) – Former Red Sox pitcher Dennis “Oil Can” Boyd admitted on Wednesday that two-thirds of the time he was on the mound, he was under the influence of cocaine. “Oh yeah, at every ballpark. There wasn’t one ballpark that I probably didn’t stay up all night, until four or five in the morning, and the same thing is still in your system,” Boyd told WBZ NewsRadio 1030’s Jonny Miller in Fort Myers, Fla. “It’s not like you have time to go do it while in the game, which I had done that. “Some of the best games I’ve ever, ever pitched in the major leagues I stayed up all night; I’d say two-thirds of them,” said Boyd, who spent eight of his 10 major league seasons with the Red Sox. “If I had went to bed, I would have won 150 ballgames in the time span that I played.”
This story’s been kicking around for the last day or two and I haven’t gotten to it because, as much as I love to hear from Can, I didn’t need to be told he was coked out of his gourd for his entire Sox career. You don’t act like he did and look like he did all that time without being on the yay. I mean, this was a man who couldn’t go a day without uttering some sort of coked out nonsense. Whether it was the time he said “Pete Rose likes me. He appreciates my flamboyenceness.” Or the time there was a bomb scare called in against the team’s charter flight and he said he hadn’t been told “They keep me pretty much in the dark about everything. If it had blown up I wouldn’t have known a thing about it.” Or the one everyone over the age of 30 should know; when a game was cancelled due to fog and he said “What do they expect when they build a ballpark on the ocean like that.” In Cleveland. Those could only be the words of a guy doing ski resorts worth of blow.
But easily the most under reported story of Can’s career was the dead giveaway. In the ’86 World Series, he was scheduled to pitch Game 7. But a couple of days of rain allowed them to start Bruce Hurst on regular rest. But when Hurst ran out of gas in the middle innings, Boyd wasn’t the first guy out of the bullpen. Instead they went with Al Nipper who’s greatest career achievement to that point was being Roger Clemens’ drinking buddy. In fact, Oil Can never came into the game and no explanation was given. Everyone I knew just assumed that when he got passed over he’d gone a coke binge like it was the most natural thing in the world. So I’m happy to see he’s still alive, finding out Oil Can Boyd liked coke is like hearing Babe Ruth was on hot dogs or the Yawkeys hated the Negroes or Wade Boggs liked vaginas. Tell me something I don’t know. @JerryThornton1

What’s the next breaking news? Wade Boggs was fucking the waitress from IHOP near their Spring Training facility?
How bout the time Oil Can was pulled over for suspicious activity in Chelsea. He denied up and down he was there for drugs but the only reason anyone goes to Chelsea is for blow or a hitman. Seeing John McNamara continued to breathe after that incident it kinda narrowed it down.
Felger claim on yesterday’s show that he never knew how athlets like him and LT could Preform on coke cause every time he would tak a bump it just made him have to poo!
What abou you David? You little snowplower, make you have to take a shit?!
~tkobarstool~
When chicks do coke it takes forever for them to pass out so you can bang them.
The quality of the posts today maybe the best I’ve seen in awhile.
The Can makes my list of top 5 Sox of all time. I bet he could still pitch today. And none of that beer and chicken pussy crap for him. Couple lines of the pow pow and he’s ready to roll.
Shocking. In other earth shattering news, fat chicks give better head than skinny ones.
didn’t he also get in trouble for not returning porn videos in a timely manner??
Good shit Jerry. Those were the days when i lived in Boston. That group of dudes are the reason i became a Sox fan. Oil can was my shit and for some reason Mike Greenwell was my favorite major league player, no idea why. God i miss B’town.
oil can for fifth starter