The Best Day Since Yesterday

Raise your hand if you left your dirty laundry for another week and found yourself swiveling on a barstool with a pint of Sam Adams in front of you at 1:35 pm Sunday, miraculously just in time for the start of the Red Sox - Orioles game.

Okay good. Almost everyone.

Raise your hand if you bought a round of shots after Manny's two run first inning 424 foot homerun.

Good.

Raise your hand if you bought another round of shots after the Sox got three more two out hits to take a 5-0 lead.

Wow. Good. Don't forget that it is only the top of the first.

Now raise your hand if you got in a fistfight with the Yankees fan cheering at the end of the bar after Robinson Frickin' Cano smacked a homerun into the bleachers to give the Yanks a 4-3 lead over the Blue Jays in the seventh inning in the Bronx.

Okay. Now that you mention it, I can see the bruises. I hope he looks worse than you do.

Raise your hand if you were on the dance floor after Johnny Damon's homer in the fifth that put the Sox game out of reach at 9-2.

Good. I understand. Queen was playing on the jukebox and the Sox were about to win. You are excused due to extreme insoxication as long as you swear that you weren't trying to do the Macarena.

Raise your hand if you really weren't planning on staying for the Patriots-Steelers game too, but it was just too much effort to leave the bar.

Gotcha.

Raise your hand if you ordered a round of shots to celebrate Corey Dillon's first quarter touchdown run but the shots didn't arrive before the Steelers scored to tie the game 7-7.

Hmmm. You did the shots anyway though, right?

Raise your hand if an Irish Car Bomb started to sound like a good idea to "calm your nerves" of course when the score was tied at 20-20 in the fourth quarter.

Mmmm. Guinness, Jamison and Bailey's.

Raise your hand if you were still in the bar at 8pm as Adam Vinatieri's kick fluttered through the uprights with 0:01 left to give the Patriots a 23-20 victory and you threw your hands into the air in celebration and fell directly backward off your swiveling barstool and the next thing you knew it was Monday morning.

Oh. I see. No show of hands. I guess that was just me.

Go Sox! Tonight Schilling vs. Little Davey Bush