… sooner or later, everyone takes a beating.
And that was one ugly, ugly beating, low-lighted by some ass-tearingly bad pitching. Buchholz was dismal, giving up seven runs in 3 and 2/3 innings. And Mike Timlin, god love him, continued to look as helpless as Christy Brown out there on the mound.
It was so bad, in fact, that in place of its usual “When the Red Sox Win, You Win” campaign, Dunkin’ Donuts is administering free groin kicks with your morning coffee.
But we suck this one up, and we move on. Commander Kick Ass is on the hill tonight, and I’m sure he’s already spent the last several hours studying anatomical maps of the Yankees’ starting line-up to identify the perfect fastball-to-nuts ratios.
Need something else to cheer you up? Don’t look at me, motherf@#ker. That’s Fry and Laurie’s job:
