I Know Things Now.

You're never as good as you look on your good days and you're never as bad as you look on your bad days. But since this right here looks like a good day for Drew Pomeranz, the kid is in trouble.

Also, this team is going to lose a series to the Royals. At the end of the day the Royals are going to have nine wins and Boston is going to have been responsible for 22% of them. That is just tragic.

Pfffft.

The magic was fun while it lasted. Let's hope this isn't the start of an epic slide.

Over-Promise and Under-Deliver.

So here's the thing: I can't write my promised post. Even if I could yell "April Fools!" afterward, I just can't bring myself to tempt fate like that. I've tried. I can't do it. I can't even get myself to say the words aloud, let alone write them out for all posterity.

Sorry.

A Request.

Afternoon boyos,

I really really need you to win tonight's game. You see, I have a fantastic post for tomorrow; a lovely little bit of braggadocio that for fear of angering the baseball gods, could only be published on April Fool's Day. If you don't win, then it will go to waste and I will be sad.

So Slick, please don't suck today. Thank you.

Opening Day.

The truth is: It doesn't really make a lot of sense but I'm having a difficult time working up enthusiasm for this team. We'll see but I think that this team is built to disappoint.

I hope that I'm wrong.

1918.

Maybe I was just wasn't thinking straight because I was tired from shoveling and cold from the lack of power or maybe it's true that time heals all wounds but I only got half of this answer on Jeopardy! last night. And the team that I did get? The Cubs.

Also, no matter how much they try to pretend otherwise: Theo is a jackass.

Him?

True Story: When I read that the Sox had avoided arbitration with Tyler Thornburg, I said to myself, "Who?"

So, yeah, not Dombrowski's finest signing.