After the Sox wrapped up their victory tonight, I caught of whiff of something very foul.  Keep in mind that I love dirty laundry, the smell of garbage, and my favorite dinner is tripe (which is cow stomach with whatever the cow last ate in it, basically cow puke).  So when I say something smells bad, it seriously stinks.  I’m pretty sure the smell was the Yankees making their way to Fenway for the weekend series.  Nothing stinks more than pinstripes.  Except South Bend, Indiana.  All joking aside, South Bend really does smell bad.

So I guess we’re in for a smelly weekend.  The BC Eagles threw some offensive firepower at North Dakota tonight to earn a place in the National Championship game Saturday night against Notre Dame (if ND doesn’t blow the 3 goal lead they have on Michigan right now).  The Red Sox threw some offensive firepower at Detroit tonight to earn a place in the first regular season Sox-Yanks series.  So since I’m still on the DL because of my recent hunting injury, I’m pretty sure I’m just going to eat raw meat, watch baseball, watch hockey, watch the Masters, watch NASCAR, and watch Animal Planet this weekend.

Feast hard,
Big Pupi