but matt "i'm afraid of the ball like a girl in 6th grade gym" clement has one in every color?Because he needed to win, even then. Because winning meant eating the last of the macaroni and cheese. Winning meant getting to the toy or the bathroom or 21 first. Winning meant recognition. For a kid who was sharing parents with younger twin brothers, winning meant everything.
From a piece apparently written by a Boston Globe staffer, but not appearing on boston.com. Possibly because it's melodramatic like WHOA. "BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD! And um, also a sweet mom?" Though you'd think she could have shopped it to the Herald.
Good times, quick read, found here.
Despite all the blood in Pap's past, the best thing I read today was still from ESPN's Rumor Central (let's all pause and thank my brother for his Insider account) regarding the Sox's potential interest in Colorado's Ray King:
According to the Denver Post, the Rockies are shopping King in exchange for a reliever such as Boston's Rudy Seanez or Atlanta's Jorge Sosa, who have slumped and could benefit from a change of scenery.
Slumped? SLUMPED? I think that when you're SLUMPED OVER DEAD there's a different way to put it. Also, will Rudy really want to leave now that he's got that gig on the Red Line? They definitely don't have the T in Denver, so I guess it'll be back to the ol' bus route for him. More on the trade talk here.
I told kelly at dinner tonight that I want a Timlin shirt, but had little hope. My online search did finally find it, but only in navy, and since I look like death if I wear colors that dark, I weep. On the up(?) side, I did learn that, as predicted, Papelbon has been deemed a pink t-shirt worthy kind of guy.
And now it's back to convincing the PM to learn reiki and head on over to Wake's house with her healing hands.