I’m glad FOX blacked-out today’s Red Sox game in my region (Chicago, IL). This usually makes me mad since I feel as if I should be able to watch every game as an Extra Innings subscriber, but today I was happy I missed it.  I spent my afternoon playing outside with my humans and feasting on raw venison treats.  Sean Casey spent his afternoon blowing the game for Texas Tornado Clay Buchholz.  Bryan Corey spent his afternoon serving up tasty meatballs to Toronto hitters.  First of all, I don’t want to say ‘I told you so, Theo’, but the Sox don’t need Sean Casey.  Kevin Millar would have snatched that grounder, turned a double-play, and ate a bucket of KFC drumsticks and thighs at the same time.  Sean Casey, on the other hand, turned it into a 2-run error, blew a good start for Buchholz, and didn’t eat one piece of chicken while doing it.  Second of all, Bryan Corey stinks like the poo my brother did in the elevator this morning.  I’m going to start calling him Bryan Sorry, see you in Pawtucket tomorrow.  His ERA must be like 15, worse than David Aardvark.