After Monday’s loss by the Boston hockey team you really needed something to occupy your attention. So let’s get ready for some Celtics basketball!
Oh that’s right, that’s Wednesday night. Can someone please fucking tell me why they need to drag the fucking playoffs out for so long, especially when round one (for the C’s anyway) is a foregone conclusion? Play Sunday, day off, play Tuesday, day off for travel, play in Atlanta Thursday, a day off, and end the series on Saturday night. No instead we get Sunday, Wednesday, Saturday, and Monday.
Someone get me David Stern. I need to punch him in the face. With a brick.
At least the Big Ticket won the Defensive Player of the Year. I guess it’s a pretty good consolation prize since he’s going to be screwed out of the MVP by Kobe, the rapist.
So having to wait for the Celtics we were treated to a Josh Beckett start for the ages. Or not. Seems that Beckett was scratched with a stiff neck. Well better than the fucking avulsion bullshit they gave us last year.
So what happens, well, I’ll be honest I didn’t get to see the whole game but started listening when Okie Dokey came in in the 7th and struck out Torri Hunter after retiring Anderson and Vlad. I changed the channel and he blew the lead.
In steps Grandpa Timlin and I was worried. After that first start back from the DL my faith in Timlin is really shook. With a guy on second I saw Chone (pronounced as it looks, if you want to be called Shawn or Sean, spell it that way jackass) and had a flash of a homerun. Instead he grounded out. Crisis averted.
Then we were treated to some Ellsbury speed as he scored from first on a Pedroia double. Little Dusty came through in the clutch on a night when Ellsbury, I’m hoping, solidified himself as the everyday center fielder (3-5, 3 runs, 2 homeruns), and writing Coco a ticket out of town. Not that I have beef with Coco and would love him as our fourth outfielder, but I think he would go all Jay Payton on the team and cause a ruckus. Teams as hot as this don’t need that bullshit.
Happy 49th to Tito as Papelmania came in the 9th and blew triple digit gas on the NESN gun. He struck out Vlad, Matthews, and Anderson to fly out to Manny to end it. So to recap that’s six straight wins and nine of the last ten.
As The Guy pointed out yesterday, being a Boston sports fan right now, we are all living the dream.
Rumor has it that Shaun (acceptable spelling as well) Alexander could be a Patriot next year as well. Imagine a three headed monster of him, Morris, and Maroney? Damn!
Life is Good.