Edgar tears into the ball and gets a gift…let’s see what Papi can do.
He’s killing me. Big Papi is killing me.
And it isn’t fair. We’ve relied on him all year and he’s come through so many times…it isn’t fair to place it all on his shoulders.
Just clicked on to hockey for a minute…it is taking some time for my eyes to adjust to the skating across the ice.
There is still plenty of game left. I just hope the Red Sox decide to use it.