Sunday, October 21    

And the Sox win the pennant!
God, that was sweet. Bringing Millar out to throw the first pitch was genius. Genius, I say! But, truly, there's nothing like coming back from a 3-1 deficit and forcing a definitive game 7 to make me rock like Tito for over three hours. We drink from the keg of glory, bitches! Man, I wish I were in Boston tonight.

See you on Wednesday, boys.

  posted @ 9:35 PM |