And THAT, kiddies, is why K-YOUK is my Red Sox husband.
I hope you’re watching this game. I’ve only got thirty minutes before I have to run. But I hope you are watching and you just saw what my husband did. It was amazing, and deserves its own blog post.
It is 0-4 in the first and this has the makings of one firestorm of a game. And I can’t watch it. Blast! I’m leaving you people in charge at 2:30. Don’t mess it up.
And don’t worry. The hawks will follow me. They always do.