Saturday, August 27, 2005
What. a. game.
 For Kristen. He wasn't even playing today, but still I managed. Such is my love for my fellow Sox bloggers.
 For Red and Denton. Because they have this thing with DaMeat, and, yeah.
 For Beth, because I taunt her enough about Curt anyways.
 For Cat. Hee hee.
 For Amy, for Mer, for Marianne, for basically every woman with a pulse. Oh Billy.
 For me, but really, for everyone.
All photos clickable for a bigger version. If anyone wants a really honking big version, just drop me a line. I'm accomodating like that.
This is just a taste, but as I spent ALL NIGHT resizing the 150-some-odd photos I took, so that they are uploadable, I am no longer in a state to write anything coherent. All the photos will be up, along with the tale of madness, at some point before tomorrow's game.
5:16 AM
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