I’m getting tired of posting this. The Bruins are down 2-0 after one period.
In each of the last two games I had to formally request (via blog post) that they step it up and take care of business.
Come on, Bruins. Get it together. Again.
In unrelated news, the Red Sox are up 6-0 in the second inning. Should they lose tonight there record will calm to 10-20. That would be suckitude of epic proportions. I’d be okay with it though if I got a Bruins win in return.
It’s the bottom of the third inning on Red Sox opening day and the Sox have a 3-2 lead over the fucking Yankees.
I put the game on the radio just as it was starting and before I could even blink the Red Sox had scored three times. I thought about writing up a quick post about how scoring three in the top of the first inning of the first game of the season against the fucking Yankees basically guaranteed us a World Series win. I stopped myself though. What if I jinxed it and the fucking Yankees came back in the bottom of the first and scored a bunch of runs?
I am glad I waited. They scored their two runs right off the bat too. We still have the lead though so I figured a calmer blog post was still appropriate.
The fucking Yankees failed to score in the bottom of the third. So now we’re 3/9ths of the way through the game and 3/1,458ths through the season and we’re still in the lead.
I am writing this in the final few minutes of my lunch break. Today has not been fun. Neither was yesterday or the day before or much of last week. I am going to be needing the universe to lighten up and I am going to need it soon.
Apparently today is Opening Day for Major League Baseball. Hooray! The Red Sox are in New York to face the Fucking Yankees and wouldn’t you know it the game has been called off due to bad weather. If that isn’t a bad omen for the season I don’t know what is. Hopefully it’s more of a bad omen for the Fucking Yankees than it is for the Red Sox. We will see.
What? New Pink Floyd? Read this article. It sounds like Mr David G. once played a show with a Ukrainian artist who is now fighting against the Russian invasion. That guy posted a video of himself singing to Instagram, and the Floyd has worked it into a new song. The release will raise money for Ukraine. That sounds pretty sweet to me. Now we just have to hope it’s a good song. We’ll find out tomorrow, I think.
Okay, Robert. This work day ain’t gonna finish itself. Get to it!
David Ortiz is a first ballot Hall of Famer. He was the greatest post season performer I’ve ever had the pleasure of watching. He was the best clutch hitter, period.
I’m still conflicted though. I’m one of those miserable assholes who wants steroid users kept out of the hall. Ortiz never tested positive, but a year before the testing officially went into effect they tested the testing process. A few years later the names of the players who tested positive during the test leaked and his name was on it.
Is that enough? I’ve been asking myself that question for five years and now that the moment of truth has arrived I think I’m okay with it. If that makes me a hypocrite then I guess I’m a hypocrite.
It’s not me being a Red Sox homer though. I’m 100% against Roger Clemens getting in and no one rooted for him more than I did when he played for the Red Sox. I was also one of those miserable old pricks who was seriously hoping he’d come back for one year to end his career with us.
Speaking of Roger, he, Bonds, and Sosa, steroids users all, failed to get in on their 10th try which means they are off the ballot. There are still a couple of ways for them to get in, but for now at least they are out. I’m fine with that.
The important thing though is that David Ortiz is a Hall of Famer. Congratulations, Big Papi.