Hey Boston, You forgot about Game 6, Huh?

What a disgrace. I mean, I get it, your up 3-2 going back to L.A., we only need to win one of two. Perk goes down. Probably tired from a cross country flight, blah blah blah. No. If you want to be the champs, you don't go out and throw up a complete stinkbomb like that. I'm terrified for game 7 now.

I know we have veterans who can win on the road in these situations, but MY GOD did we get owned last night. I just hope that doesn't happen again. And for the record, I refuse to go to Bostonville for game 7. They are 0-2 against LA in the finals when I go there. Forget about it.

I'm terrified of Kobe in game 7. That is all I will say about that.

Moving on:

• My job right now is fantasy baseball. My team stinks. I can't get over it because I have no excuse to be terrible.
  
• My mom came home from Florida. Thank God. I have 87 pounds of laundry, and I've been drying off with paper towels after showers.
• I hate voicemail. I mean, really what is the point? Just text me. Especially from my mom. I've told her 100 times do not leave a vm because all she says is: "Hi Matt. It's mom. Call me back. Bye." Thanks Ma. Got that from the missed call.
  
• Only 3 softball games left
• Only 86 days until Notre Dame football kicks off.
  
• I can jam my dick down your throat, but i cannot jelly it.
• Wendys Nuggets are the best things on earth
• I could list things all day. In fact, I like this. This gave me an idea for a blog soon to come.
  

Ciao Bella.