If you thought that I hated the fact that Larry the Cable Guy is a Nebraska Cornhuskers fan, you can’t imagine how much I hate this fucktard being a Red Sox fan. It makes me want to hit myself over the head hard with a hammer, but, like, harder. That’s my best impression of Mr. Cook. It almost sucks as much as he does.
So here we go. Six more games to go for the Red Sox and for the New York Yankees. The Sox are going to make the playoffs with no worse than a wild card berth. I would say that “earning” the wild card spot would be a let down and a gateway to a first round exit at the hands of the Cleveland Indians or the Los Angles Angels of Anaheim by way of
I didn’t watch any baseball this weekend. No, not because I hate watching them play at The Trop, but because I was entrenched in wedding boot camp hell. If you’re Catholic and were married in a Catholic Church you need not ask, you’re already well aware of the atrocities perpetrated by the uber-parishioners that volunteer to run these types of things.
From what I hear from a source that was at all three games in Tampa, Friday’s game was "your typical blowout," Saturday was a "valiant comeback" and Sunday was "too close for comfort." The loss yesterday dropped the Sox back to only leading the Yanks by 1 ½ games. Luckily for Red Sox Nation, the Blue Jays defeated the Yanks in the
The Sox and Yankees have decidedly different paths to the postseason.
I’m not one to disappoint, so here is a taste of what I went through this weekend…
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