Denton and I attempted a respectable podcast last night. But either the booze or the weather or the altered state I’ve been in since Dunkin Donuts re-introduced the lemonade coolata brought it all crashing down in embers. Starts off on the subject of the Sox and their sudden flipping of the “asskick/asskill switch,” but quickly devolves into incoherent ramblings about my coworkers, Denton’s love of a good physical examination, and the merits of kneecapping John Lackey.
In other words, just another SG podcast. You’ve been warned.