…so keep praying. That Bobby Valentine doesn’t take a “stray” bullet from a sniper hiding in the Pru. Or maybe that he does. Your call.
Speaking of prayers, during yesterday’s collapse I found myself praying for the unremembered super/cult hero who saved Game 4 of the 2004 ALCS to come out of the pen. Or maybe I was praying to him. Regardless, this pen needs some help. It could be a long summer.