Don't Blame us if we ever doubt you...

There are many things to report. And still more things that I should likely be rendering my opinion on, because I'm just that kinda guy. But I'm going to do this in multiple posts, beginning with my beloved Red Sox of Boston.

They are hurting. And as Saije has pointed out, have been doing so since my blogging habits reached a pause. This is not cool. Baseball is the one thing that I have superstition about. I don't even have superstition in theater, and fucking everyone there does.

Three games lost to the Yankees, a series we had no business losing. Now a loss at the hands of the Devil Rays. The fucking Devil Rays. This is inexcusable.

And the thing is, the only thing I can think of is that we need to find a permanent replacement for Bellhorn. other than that, they just haven't been getting the job done.

When the Red Sox lost the ALCS in 2003 in a gutwrenching Game 7 collapse, I came into my Economics class to see that the blackboard read, in large letters, "They Will Always Break Your Heart."

This proved untrue in 2004. But they certainly do jerk you about. Violently By your heartstrings.

And its worth it.

Anyways, Sox fans get used to the slumps. All that can be said is this

Tessie is the Royal Rooters rally cry
Tessie is the song they always sung
Tessie echoed April through October nights
After serenading Stahl, Dineen and Young
Tessie is a maiden with the sparkling eyes
Tessie is a maiden with the love
She doesn't know the meaning of her sight
She's got a comment full of love
And sometimes when the game is on the line
Tessie always carried them away
Up the road from Third Base to Huntington
The boys will always sing and sway

Two! Three! Four!

Tessie, Nuff Ced McGreevy shouted
We're not here to mess around
Boston, you know we love you madly
Hear the crowd roar to your sound
Don't blame us if we ever doubt you
You know we couldn't live without you
Tessie, you are the only, only, only

The Rooters showed up at the Grounds one day
They found their seats had all been sold
McGreevy led the charge into the park
Stormed the gates and put the game on hold
The Rooters gave the other team a dreadful fright
Boston's tenth man could not be wrong
Up from Third Base to Huntington
They sang another victory song

Two! Three! Four!

Tessie, Nuff Ced McGreevy shouted
We're not here to mess around
Boston, you know we love you madly
Hear the crowd roar to your sound
Don't blame us if we ever doubt you
You know we couldn't live without you
Tessie, you are the only, only, only

The Rooters gave the other team a dreadful fright
Boston's tenth man could not be wrong
Up from Third Base to Huntington
They sang another victory song

Two! Three! Four!

Tessie, Nuff Ced McGreevy shouted
We're not here to mess around
Boston, you know we love you madly
Hear the crowd roar to your sound
Don't blame us if we ever doubt you
You know we couldn't live without you
Boston, you are the only, only, only

Don't blame us if we ever doubt you
You know we couldn't live without you
Red Sox, you are the only, only, only