Cocky? Are you kidding me? Aftah a loss and a rain out, nothing for a man to do but sit around and think.
Thinking and thinking, 'till there ain't nothing you ain't thunk?
Absolutely. I mean watching a 26 and 12 Red Sox team in May is kinda like watching a formah A-list celebrity diva … you know a complete breakdown and return to rehab is coming, you're just not sure when.
C'mon, dude. That's the nature of the 162 game season. It's a long journey. Just follow the yellow brick road.