Showing posts with label Boston. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Boston. Show all posts

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Do or Die!

Posted by: Kim
(For real ... the colors? I am ON A DIFFERENT COMPUTER EVEN!)

No liveblogging tonight.
Prediction: Long, low-scoring, tedious, nerve-wracking game ...
And that's all I'm saying.
Okay, I put my faith in the Sox, obviously.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Pfft, And The Other Guys Have Wings And Everything.

Posted by: Kim


I know I'm not the only one who failed to panic absurdly when Beckett got pushed back to Game 3, and I know I'm not the only one who is pretty sure Lester's been this year's ace anyway, so ... why did the press go from acting like the entire population of Boston should hurl themselves into the Charles with cinder blocks strapped to their ankles (whilst wearing #19) to acting like all Sox fans should be reprimanded for being "surprised" by last night's win?

No one was suicidal (for more than an initial WICKED SCARED moment), and no one was surprised. Sox fans (with the possible exception of the brand newcomers, but, they'll figure it out in a couple of seasons) always believe. Duh.

October!

PS: Whatever it was exactly that the sportscaster said last night along the lines of "Now that the Steroid Era is over, baserunning has become a very key part of the game" made me spit wine on a down comforter. Awesome. "Now that you can't cheat your way to victory, well, you're just gonna have to be athletic!"

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Closing The Door To House That Ruth Built

Posted by: Kim

So, I'm watching the Yankees game. Because it's the last game ever in THE Yankee Stadium (I'll refrain from pointing out all the way, meaning, out of parentheses, the last time it was torn down, in 1974, but, tomato, to-mah-to, I suppose, as it's not going back up again this time, and everyone needs a facelift now and then), or because if the Yanks lose tonight the Sox clinch their playoff spot? You decide.

But it is a little weird and moving, I'll admit, from a historical perspective if not a personal one. Yogi Berra's got me all emotional. I'm flashing back to all those times I watched the Yanks play the Jays/Orioles/Twins/etc. and feared for my life as the Bleacher Creatures spilled beer in my hair while chanting about Boston sucking, as if they'd somehow be able to look beyond my non-incriminating attire and read my mind to learn the truth, and, you know, I'm vaguely nostalgic. I do love New York, after all. And I do hope Johnny Damon doesn't walk away with the final home run hit inside that stadium, not for any obnoxious Red Sox Nation Cowboy Up craptastic reason or anything, but just, because, I mean. Come on. It should be Derek Jeter. Shouldn't it? I'm too romantic.

Go Sox!

Update: Bottom 4th - 2-run HR, Molina. And Damon's swinging for the fences again. Let's go Derek. Come on. Take it. I mean it. No, really.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Don't worry, I've got your Monday night fun covered!

Posted by: Kim

If you're in or around Boston, set the (or, if you're like me and have enough difficulties turning a television on in the first place, have someone set their) dvr to record 'Gossip Girl' for you, and get your butt to the Lily Pad in Cambridge as the super-talented Dan Kaplan (http://www.dankaplanmusic.com) kicks off his Northeast tour. And if you're mourning the Yankees and convinced Bahston Sux, hey, Dan's a New Yorker and he's got another one on the bill too! Brooklyn-based Leland Sundries will be there. 7 p.m. Lily Pad. Go! Bring your friends. You won't be sad.



Wednesday, September 3, 2008

There are 34 skyscrapers in Boston?!

Posted by: Kim

As far as I can tell (and I look at it every day) there are really only two buildings of any sort of impressive height in Boston's skyline, but, I obviously support this idea anyway ...

(Even though it's also going to creep me out and make me think terrorism and zombies and armageddon, et al, the first time the city is dark, most likely)

Tonight begins Lights Out Boston.