“So we’re up nine games going into September, right…”
The word is that Terry Francona’s employment with the Sox will end today but, sweet LOOOOOOORD, they should’ve booted him after he posed for a tea ad. THE ONE WITH JOE TORRE STARING AT HIM STARRY EYED AND DROOL-SLICKED, LIKE TITO IS TAYLOR EFFING LAUTNER WHILE HE TELLS A STORY ABOUT, LIKE, THIS ONE TIME WHEN HIS ENTIRE TEAM CRUMBLED LIKE AN OATMEAL COOKIE FROM THE RESCUE MISSION! HALLELUJAH, HOLY SHIT, WHERE’S THE TYLENOL?
Bigelow tea tastes like a mouthful of your own bile.
