Washed out

About the only good thing that happened for me during last night's game - aside from finally making good on a promise to catch a contest with a friend - was running into Cousin Brewski and buying a couple of beers off him for old time's sake.

As for the game itself, which began with a three and a half-hour rain delay and ended with a @##$, I can't seem to recall what happened, aside from not one, not two, but THREE Yankees being plunked (admittedly one on the shoe) to ONE Red Sux player. Admittedly it was Big Papi - who incidentally applauded on the way to first base.

I assume he was being sarcastic, though who's to say?