Clearly NOT thinking about the new Paul Simon disc.
So far this season, mostly good things have happened when Josh Beckett takes the hill. And I’m hoping that the good times continue tonight in the House that Ruth, Steroids and Junk Bonds Built.
Repping the Bad Guys is “Yes Yes” Sabathia, and if that bloated cretin is the only thing standing between us and getting one game closer to .500, I say have at him, lads. I’m talking baseball’s equivalent of banging his wife, burglaring his home, speaking ill of him on Twitter and wedgie-ing him within an inch of his life.
This is Sox vs. Yankees, cowboys. That means war. And there’s no one I’d rather see on the front lines than Commander Kickass.
First pitch at 7:10pm. See you then.
