It's almost enough to make you want the Sox playing again...

Bye week... I hate bye weeks.

Your (three time World Champion) New England Patriots have the week off and the Sox are sitting home watching the playoffs... It was a lost weekend in Boston.

Oh yeah, supposedly hockey is back in town again... Hockey? Pfftttt.... Screw hockey. I hate hockey. Can't follow hockey. Can't understand hockey players (eh?). Can't skate.

(And I mainly put this in about hating hockey to rile up Mossy. He hasn't commented on the blog in like forever. Gotta wake him out of his school induced stupor. See now why I didn't go back to school Moss-man? Would've taken away from precious blog-time... And, well, how cool is it to say: "oh, yeah, I got into Harvard, but I told them to go take a hike..." (you just whisper that part about "cause I didn't have $43,000 for the tuition...")

Anyway, here's a little "Tessie" from the Dropkick Murphys to tide you over until baseball season starts again in six months (and do yourself a favor, let it load-up while you have it paused so you can skip the band introductions, goes a bit long...)



And since we're in a Murphys mood, here's the ever-popular Spicy McHaggis jig for you...



Oh, what the hell. Got the whole crabby Irish thing going full bore (it is, afterall, oh-dark-thirty), so why don't we throw a little House of Pain at'cha...



Oh, and thanks to Google I now know what the hell Everlast is talking about when he says "grab your bozak". Again, we're a family blog around here, so feel free to Google that for yourself, but don't say I didn't warn you.

There, don't say I never gave you nothin'...