What’s up night owls? It’s 12:30 AM here on the east coast, and the editors are way too old to be awake right now, so I can write whatever I want about this one. Because there are no old people to admonish me for trying to relate to parenthood, I can talk about my favorite player to talk about: Kutter Crawford. I planted my flag in the Kutter Crawford camp last summer, simply saying “Kutter Crawford is good” to anyone who would listen. Now, every time he takes the mound I feel like a nervous parent, hanging on every pitch, hoping for the best with each outing.
Red Sox 3, Giants 2: Get Hot, Stay Hot
