The Red Sox came back and beat the Yankees last night, scoring five runs off of the most feared closer in recent history. Everybody got to him. Bellhorn got to him. Billy Mueller got to him, again. Renteria woke up and gave him some. Edgah. It's a good feeling. I don't put any weight in Spring Training, and I put very little weight in the first three games of the regular season, 3 out of 162, but it's nice.
In other news Jamie has infected me with joy beyond measure. True, I am still in Austria, for three more months, but Jamie threw a parade for me yesterday the likes of which could never be rained on.
"Throw on a suit, get it tapered up." Jay-Z
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