So Wells is pitching tonight, and i go to the packy for some New England beer.
Sitting there on the shelf is Magic Hat Fat Angel.
How is this not a sign?!?
No more dicking around, boys. WIN. OUT.
The Sox are going to make me puke. Tito too late with the hook for Schill, and now 2nd and 3rd with one out and Hansen coming in for Bradford. Please God, bring the heat tonight.