It took a good handful of rum and cokes Monday night to recover from the events of Sunday night.
First, the Celtics face a Game 7 against LeBron . . . and longtime Bostonian wakes up from his six-game funk and drops 41 on LeBron's head as the 'Tics advance to the NBA Eastern Conference semifinals. The only thing left is to root for the 'Tics to get to the NBA Finals and get smoked by Kobe.
Second, the Yanks fall apart/take a dump in the Subway Series, completing a sweep at the hands of the Mets with a magnificently woeful 11-2 drubbing. Even Schoeneweis look untouchable for the Mets. Ouch.
Is there no justice in this world anymore? Here comes that damn karma: Jon Lester just threw a no-hitter for the Red Sox. Oh great, can't wait for Boston to canonize him.
This week sorta sucks so far. I'm just saying. Why did I leave the open bar early?