David Ortiz (Big Papi), the Boston Red Sox designated hitter, was sworn in as a United States citizen yesterday at the JFK Library in my hometown of Boston. Congratulations, David. Now get your ass off to war! Oh, and see you at jury duty!

Better late then never. Who doesn’t love a good Red Sox brawl? Watching Coco Crisp charge the mound brings back memories of Pedro Martinez throwing down Don Zimmer. The Sox were playing the Devil Rays at Fenway when Shields aimed for Crisp while up at bat. If I were Shields, when Crisp started to run after me I would have immediately gone into “Crane Technique” position. It worked for Daniel LaRusso, so I assume it would have worked for me.

I love a good brawl. As a sidenote, Crisp was suspended for 7 games, Shields for 5. 8 players were also also fined for their role in the fight. Say what you want about the Red Sox, but it’s still fun to watch. Remember kids, fighting does in fact solve problems, makes you cool, and makes you fun to watch. So the next time someone on the playground hits you during dodge ball, definitely charge them. Just make sure one of your little buddies has their camera phone on them. Then upload it to YouTube. Thanks.

Red Sox winning the World Series = IBBB’s day off! See you tomorrow for The Hills recap. Go Sox!

Britney, Lindsay, Paris, and crew may be total train-wrecks but you know who has their crap together? The Boston Red Sox. After being down 3 games to 1, the Sox were basically counted out, as they had to win the next 3-games in a row in order to make it to the World Series. If you’re a Boston fan, you knew that this was completely possible as we’ve done it before (against the Yankees in 2004. Biggest choke in sports history…ring a bell?). Last nights game against the Indians was a do or die situation in game 7 and the Sox pulled out the win (11-2 ouch) and will be starting game 1 against the Colorado Rockies on Wednesday. This is big for me for a variety of reasons with the top two reasons being: (1) We’re in the World Series, baby! (2) Game 1 starts on Harriet Carter Wednesday. That has to be a good sign.

Anyway I’m sure the Indian’s fans are drying their tears with their white towels that they had been swinging around their heads like they were all at a bad Italian wedding. Indian’s? Might be time to update the name. Native Americans? Cleavland Native Americans. That has a nice ring to it. Perhaps it will bring some good karma to them.

Don’t ever count out the Red Sox. See you at the World Series!!!

So you know it will take a lot for me to blog on the weekend. Typically, I never do it, unless there is just cause. Well, there is just cause. By this point you know of my love for the Red Sox and my “less than love” for the Yankees and A-Fraud. Sure last night the Yankees kicked our asses, but who cares? The Yankees are still 12.5 games behind us. It was everything BUT the game that was interesting. First off, I’d like to applaud the Boston fans for buying AND wearing masks that looked like blond chicks in honor of the recent A-Fraud scandal with the blond stripper. Seriously? Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. I also loved when A-Fraud tried catch a pop up and, what seemed like the entire park, yelled “I got it, I got it, I got it” just like A-Fraud did against the Blue Jays the other night. I love his tee-ball antics. To top things off Joe Torre got the boot and is no longer in the running towards becoming America’s Next Top Model. It’s times like this that make me even more homesick than ever. However, I will be braving the streets of NYC today to watch the Red Sox/Yankees game at, what I hear, is considered a Red Sox bar. If you don’t hear from me on Monday it means I never made it out of the bar.