Look, there’s nothing more depressing than a rainout. But there’s nothing cooler than a twi-night doubleheader, which equates to an entire motherflippin’ day of Red Sox baseball. Which is what we have today. So gather your loved ones, tell the boss you’ve come down with a mild case of Amalie-related carpal tunnel (at least that’s what I’m using, and I’ve even got a doctor’s notes), and set your drinking clock to 12:35pm for game one.
Game thread’s in the comments, baby.
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