Nothing raises the spirits more than watching your team beat up on the division’s appointed chew toy. So, welcome, Baltimore Orioles. We are happy to have you.
Of course, if the Os kick our asses this series, I’ll be found at the bottom of a vodka-filled swimming pool.
The fun starts at 7:05, whether you have baseball tickets or NESN. Let love rule.
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