Live from Fenway (Last Night)
I'm guessing we were deep in this conversation:
He: Silly girl, Beckett is the man, and his Uncle Charlie is filthy tonight.
She: You're right. You're so smart.
He: Yes. And I have good taste in women.
She: Again, you're right. You're the best.
Or something like that. Getting settled in for Game 2. Let's hope it goes like last night.
Labels: gratuitous showing off, Red Sox