Day 34..Quatro de Mayo...

So, I’ve been way too busy being a Bostonian to realize that I haven’t updated this blog. So, here I am. The Red Sox got lucky and drew the Angels as the first of two series this week. They have already swept them earlier this year in Anaheim. Anaheim happens to be in Orange County. So, why are they called the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim? Well, it’s all marketing. How can you market the Orange County Angels? How would you sell the Anaheim Angels? Oh wait, they tried that and no one showed up. Why didn’t they stick with the California Angels? Why don’t they try the Disneyland Angels? They would instantly become little kids’ favorite team. They only thing selling out of Orange County are the Housewives. Anyhow, it’s no wonder we beat ‘em six times this year already.

As I just mentioned, we beat them four teams earlier this season in Anaheim. Tonight, we play game three of another four game set. We outscored them 20-5 in the first four games in Anaheim. Through these two at Fenway, we’ve outscored them 16-8. I expect the same thing tonight. We have Beckett going tonight who has been OK this year. He hasn’t got much run support and his ERA is 2.65 on the year. He’s 2 and 1 and will soon be 3 and 1. He’s pitching against Santana who has been less than stellar this year, and I look for us to not only win tonight, but wrap another 4 game sweep of the Halos.

My foodie-ship for Boston has gotten off to a slow start. I’ve been trying to watch my diet. I will definitely go have some chowder tomorrow before I head out to work. I got a comment from my only documented follower. One of the statements was that Manhattan chowder was better than New England’s version. Though I absolutely love New England’s version, I must agree with Toon. I definitely enjoy the Manhattn chowder when matched up against the New England chowder. I love red broth. What can I say? Anyhow, I thought about some lobster rolls which can be considered more of a New England thing. Anyhow, truth is, I must match my weight and I must watch my sugar. So, I will throw something in the diet to satisfy my Boston soul, but I can’t indulge as much as I’d like to.

It’s the bottom half og the second inning and there is still no score. I thought for sure it would be wide open already. Any second now, the score will be a lot to a little. Until then, I leave you on this note…