So I'm at the Phillies-Indians game at the Indians ballpark in Winter Haven, Florida, basking in the sun and hating on Ryan Garko (he totally deserves it), when I get a frantic text that says: "Beckett!! Nooooooooo!" Which was very cruel and unkind to do to a person who is at a ballgame and therefore has no idea what is going on and so imagines the worst. So I hop on to the Globe's website, and find:

I blame myself.
Clearly, it is no coincidence that the first day I'm otherwise occupied down here in Florida, Josh goes off and pulls a stunt like this to get my attention back.




on March 8, 2008 8:52 PM
It's like when your pet pees in your favorite pair of shoes when you go to work. Or eats grass to make himself throw up.
Just like that. Josh needs you, TG. He needs you.