Okay, that was fun

SO, I think my last post was a little off on the allegory ("let my Melky go" would have been more appropriate). Horrendous umpire and a lacking curveball that meant nothing but fastballs chased Beckett in the 2nd. From that bullshit K on Loretta to the wacky little league play in the first, it wasn't the Sox night from the beginning. Tonight, we have our AA thrower going against the Tawainese Penile Euphamism. Go Sea Dogs!