Handshake deal? Good enough for me! I’m back like I never left!
I’m ten times gladder that I didn’t go with a ‘No Noose Is Good News’ quip about the Bubba Wallace garage pull situation.
I do like watching replays of the 2018 playoffs. Everyone should be able to enjoy that the way the Sox did: Knowing exactly what’s coming.
I wonder if Julian Edelman has told Stidham he loves him yet? Seems kind of important.
Sunshine is not, apparently, the best disinfectant for the ‘vid.
Cakes have been cooked and are in the break room for Brad Childress, J.J. Abrams, Raúl, and Drake Bell.
That NASCAR story oddly enough has the twists and turns of a Formula One track!
Climate Pledge Arena. Climate Pledge Arena? Climate. Pledge. Arena.
Two cheers for Liverpool FC and their footie title, I guess. Maybe fewer cheers.
If JWH did kill that deck hand it was because the guy was fucking his beard, right?
Is there a lawn crew in your room? Mute your mike.
I always considered Brock Holt to be the thinking man’s Daniel Nava.
You take a ring, and then another ring, and then another ring, and then you’ve got three rings. Ballantine; and now it’s premium, its a very special glass of beer.
Unlike TB12, FDR always got that coveted parking spot.
Your truth-challenged elderly candidate with clear signs of dementia? BOOOO! My truth-challenged elderly candidate with clear signs of dementia? YAYYYYY!
Rapper Huey died? was it complications from hydroxychloroquine?
Come on folks, stay safe and wear a Red Sox mask like Sam Kennedy! So good!
I really hope Anna Horford gets all the attention she desperately needs.
I’m not sure if I’d make Gisele wear a mask or not during coitus. Shrug.
Tonight we need no rest, we really gonna throw a mess, we gonna to break out all of the windows, we gonna kick down all the doors
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long. All night long, all night long all night long. Tell Fats and Washboard Sam, that everybody gonna to jam. Tell Shaky and Boxcar Joe, we got sawdust on the floor. Tell Peg and Caroline Dye, we gonna have a time. When the fish scent fill the air, there’ll be snuff juice everywhere. We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long. All night long.
I’d do Linda without a mask. Impregnate her for sure. We’re talking billions. Honk if you like murder and billions.
Mrs. Butterworth gets to keep her job, right? Smdh.
A: Tom Tupa.
Reminder: the Red Sox traded likable, League MVP winning Mookie Betts for sketchy Alex Verdugo, and they expect you to be fine with that.
Stop moving the release date for Tenet!
Also honk if you remember Arnie “Woo-Woo” Ginsberg.
’30 and 30 here we come’ seems wildly optimistic for the Olde Towne Team.
You’re on your own for the Best Bet for the Weekend. Make of it what you will.
material from interviews, wire services, matchbooks, Facebook, Instagram, other writers, league and team sources, and #the15, were used in this column.