As Barstool's own El Presidente learned the hard way, you never want to have Boston Mayor Tom Menino as an enemy. Mumbles is merciless and if you cross him, you're in for a world of hurt and parking tickets and trash fines and early morning construction outside your home.

But apparently Sports Illustrated's Peter King didn't get the memo. In today's Monday Morning Quarterback column, King once again writes about a bunch of things that no one cares about. But crammed between some musings on Pepsi's new cucumber soda and the breaking news that Monday Night Football is a somewhat popular viewing option, King takes umbrage with the state of the Back Bay T stop.

As someone who loves train travel, and who takes the train up and down the East Coast quite often -- I did it again last week for an anniversary trip -- I can sit quietly no longer about the state of the Boston station in Back Bay. What a dump. Grimy, smelly, humid, with a crummy waiting room. Washington's train station is a thing of beauty, almost a destination in and of itself. Baltimore's is OK. Philly's is ancient and utilitarian. Even Newark has a little gem of a station, and it's always busy. But can't a great city like Boston do something about the first place many visitors see when they get to town?

First, King is most likely absolutely right. I have no idea because I never take the T but I'm guessing that the station is "grimy, smelly and humid." Probably because the station is 100-years old and you can't exactly start knocking down walls and building more Peter King-friendly waiting areas when the Back Bay is all landfill and groundwater.

But outside of King, does anyone know another visitor to Boston that enters the city via Back Bay station? (And now that Bobby Bacala is dead, is there any doubt that King has grabbed sole possession of the title of "Chubby Middle-Aged Jersey Guy That Loves Trains"?)

South Station is big and airy and has plenty of bathrooms for King to take his patented massive dumps. If you want happy-go-lucky train stations, Pete, it's probably not the best idea to be riding around in the country's oldest subway system. Go another five minutes to South Station, grab some Starbucks, critique it, walk outside, get in a cab and pay $5 to go to Copley Square. No sweaty taint and you can talk about your fantasy baseball team with the cabbie.

Either way, I hope this sets off a blood feud between Menino and King (even if Menino has very little to do with the cleanliness of the state-run T stops). Menino is Boston and a shot at the city is a shot at him. The streets of Boston will run red with King's blood.