Red Sox sky not falling
Mike:
So much for the friggin "Brady Bunch"
Al:
No kidding. This is like when Cousin Oliver came for a visit and nevah left — It's all downhill from here.
Doug:
Jesus wept I haven't heard this much self-pity and cheezy piety since the Pope died.
Al:
C'mon, Doug, this is serious. Even Shaughnessy gets it.
Doug:
Oh for the love of God, Shaughnessy is mocking you.
Doug:
Let me get this straight, the same fans who endured 86 years of Red Sox futility *and* years of the Patriots as also rans "are lost boys and lost girls"?
Doug:
C'mon, people. It's embarrassing. Cowboy the fuck up. Look at it as a challenge — Now you really get to see what a genius Belichick is as he works his magic without Brady.
Mike:
You been hitting the hydro early today, eh, Doug?
Doug:
That's besides the point. But what is the point is your Boston Red Sox are now ½ game out of first place and the Rays are 0 fer 7 at Fenway.
Doug:
And, oh yeah, Coco Crisp, Coco friggin Crisp is all of a sudden channeling Ted Williams. Dude has raised his average 45 points in a single month!
Doug:
But if you two sob sistahs want to go on pining for Tom Brady, have at it.
Doug:
And while you're gazing all teary eyed out the window tell me what you see? That's right, Fenway Pahk. Boston is a Red Sox town. Always has been. Always will be.
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