Boston is finally headed into some of it's more exciting sports seasons. Football is well underway, and even the Patriots' mentally challenged defense can't ruin that for me. The Bruins are overseas for the last leg of the pre-season/start of the regular season. The Celtics have started practices, and despite my dislike for basketball, I think I'll tune in this season.
Oh, and then there's that baseball team. The one whose season is over. The Red Sox, was it? Huh. I forgot all about those sad sons of bitches.
I haven't watched much baseball this season. Maybe that makes me a fair weather fan, but baseball is slow enough without your team sucking. And everyone you love being injured. And your supposed "Ace" only winning SIX GAMES. SCREW YOU JOSH BECKETT.
In all seriousness, it wasn't that bad. No, really. Considering that half the team broke a vital limb and the Red Sox essentially became the Paw Sox this season, it could have been way worse. EXCEPT FOR YOU, BECKETT. THERE IS NO EXCUSE FOR YOU.
Oh, and then there's that baseball team. The one whose season is over. The Red Sox, was it? Huh. I forgot all about those sad sons of bitches.
I haven't watched much baseball this season. Maybe that makes me a fair weather fan, but baseball is slow enough without your team sucking. And everyone you love being injured. And your supposed "Ace" only winning SIX GAMES. SCREW YOU JOSH BECKETT.
In all seriousness, it wasn't that bad. No, really. Considering that half the team broke a vital limb and the Red Sox essentially became the Paw Sox this season, it could have been way worse. EXCEPT FOR YOU, BECKETT. THERE IS NO EXCUSE FOR YOU.
