Nate's 2 cent (or 30,000 bhat)

So it's been a while since I put up a post on our blog. For all of our fans out there, let me just say we find your voyeurism flattering. Rest assured that there will be a never ending stream of exploits. We would have to stoop to the ratings stunts that other forms of entertainment have to in order to maintain interest. You will never read a blog post where Owen suddenly discovers he has an evil Siamese twin from which he was separated at birth (though it would be cool. I would make him like those twins that used to be on G.I. Joe. You know, when one got hurt the other felt it. But then they would fight constantly, and do stuff like have a friend kick one twin in the nuts while the other twin was on a date so he would suddenly crumple in front of the poor girl writhing in agony. Yes, this the stuff that runs through my head all day.)


Many of you may know that I am an rabid fan of the Red Sox. When I was a young pup, my little league team was the Red Sox. They were the sports team that I first started following on a regular basis.






For the better part of decade, being a Red Sox fan was pretty much described by this picture. It was painful, and yet you couldn't look away. But all of that changed in 2004.





After being down 3 games in the 2004 ACLS against the Evil Empire they improbably came back and won 4 straight to crush the spirit of every bandwagon Yankee fan and end a reign of terror even Robespierre would have admired. The Nation would no longer have to hear the taunt of 1918, no longer have to fight the ghost of Babe Ruth. For the whole week of the series I wore the same shirt, had the same 3 meals every day at the same time, and tried to avoid anything that would break the spell of good fortune and sway my Sox back into their usual tail spin. I had tried it before, but this time it worked.

My wife has patiently dealt with my obsession for years. Though I have followed the team for years, I had never actually been to a game. Jen decided to end that this year by getting me tickets to the Red Sox Phillies game in Philly.




Coco Crisp (yes you read that right. Seriously that's the man's name) knocked a 2 run Dinger in the top of the third and scored the only other run off a Julio Lugo RBI. The Red Sox beat the red hot Phillies 3-0 off some great pitching from Jon Lester who absolutely shut down Chase Uttley and Ryan Howard. I guess it just goes to show that the NL is still just AAAA ball where the AL is the real majors.