No, not the Red Sox season, although 5-16 in the month of September isn't exactly filling me with candy grams and good feelings.
I'm talking about my trip to Boston. For the 3 of you who read this thing on a semi-regular basis, I've been sort of quiet for the last week or so. I went to Boston last week and just got back home tonight, and while pictures and stories are still to come, here's the Readers Digest version.
Fly into Boston, hit the Cape, back to Boston to see Beckett win, back to the Cape, back to Boston and quickly go to Cooperstown for the Baseball Hall of Fame, back to Boston to see Monday's day game, watch the beat down Monday night, see a bunch of good friends, have a most excellent time, and end it with my Pop picking me up in a massive thunderstorm in Raleigh.
Great to see all my friends and even better to come home and see my beautiful wife, daughter, and the two future Teamsters leaders.
Now, time to sack up fellas and finish strong.
You've got the Yankees coming up, still have a lead in the Wild Card, and a week and a half to get 'er done.
Don't let me down.
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