No Dice-K….? No Problem
No K.G….? No Problem
No Milan Lucic…? No Problem
It was a GREAT day for Boston sports today folks. The hot fat guys predicted an early exit for the B’s and early round domination for the C’s.
Have I mentioned that I am SOOO glad I don’t bet on hockey & basketball?
They also ran the 113th Boston Marathon today. Call me a dick but if your in a wheelchair, how do you run a marathon?
Anyway, let’s recap…
The Red Sox rolled over Baltimore (again) and Justin Masterson looked good. A bit of a late night for this guy last night meant I didn’t get my day started till the 6th inning but here is an approximate timeline:
11:30 AM – Wake up and start the “what’s going on today” text messages.
1:02 PM – Out the door to Marina Bay in Quincy MA, this is where the Captain keeps his boat. Even this early in the Spring a good spot to meet for drinks. Had a good lunch and slipped down to the boat for a few.
4:45 PM – Arrive at Dick’s Sporting Goods in Brockton, MA pick up a new set of Adams IDEA a3 Boxer Irons.
6:00 PM – Arrive home and start throwing down Coors Diets in preparation for the B’s & C’s game.
I realize then that both games have a 7:00 PM start time. It’s rare I watch a hockey or basketball game in it’s entirety as previously stated buy it’s the playoffs. Let’s get on this bandwagon there should still be room.
Beginning of the B’s game is exciting, the Bell Centre is rocking (what the hell else do you have to give a shit about in Montreal?) . The B’s announcer Jack Edwards proclaims there is no more exciting sport in North America… I doubt that. It’s a pretty exciting game though, it’s AMAZING how much more exciting playoff hockey is than regular season hockey. At one point the B’s almost scored and I let out some guttural noise awful enough that my wife had to come check on me. Exciting game and the B’s take a 4-2 victory and a commanding 3-0 series lead.
The Celtics game didn’t disappoint either, after Rondo rolled his entire lower leg in the 2nd I was pretty sure it was over. He’s a warrior though so he came back . Ray Allen was Ray Allen so after burying a 3 with less than 3 seconds to go it was over. Then comes my favorite part of every big Celtics win… watching K.G. mouth the word “MOTHA FUCKA” 220 times… love it.
Oh yeah and some Ethiopian & Kenyan won the marathon, I swore this was my buddy Sully’s year. Guess his training regiment of Newports & Jaeger Bombs didn’t cut it.
So yeah, a win for the B’s,C’s, Sox and a new set of irons for this hot fat guy. Pretty good day!
I’m trying my best to get some other functions of the site up and running so please be patient and keep checking back.
Finally if you were lucky enough to read my post from last night about my Rock Band triumphs you may realize I was pretty tired. I was going to go back and clean it up but it’s just a matter of time before I leave a blog entry really drunk and at that point grammer and punctuation (or even common sense) won’t matter.
So there is a random collection of thoughts for you and a quick summary of the day in Boston Sports.
Punching Out (for now)…
-Biff
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