I doubt that Krista Lackey, the wife of newly signed Red Sox hurler John Lackey, ever thought she’d receive this kind of Boston welcome.  She is, after all, one of the reasons Lackey signed with the Sox in the first place.

So, you’re probably wondering what kind of reception Krista Lackey got.  Because if you’re not, then why the hell are you reading this?

Cheering crowd at the airport?  Nope.

Ticker-tape parade?  Nope.

Congratulatory newspaper ad?  Nope.

Having your fur coat puked on by a drunken Bostonian?  Bingo!

Apparently the couple went out for a bite in Kenmore Square, where the lovely Krista had her fur coat vomited on by a wasted douchebag.  No word on whether the upchuck was a veiled PETA protest against fur.

But no worries for Lackey–with the money her hubby scored from the Sox, they can afford a good dry cleaner.  And I mean the actual business, not just the cleaning.

You stay classy, Boston.

[Boston Herald]