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Can I Borrow a Cup of Eye of Newt?

I think it’s time to pull out the big black kettle, put on my way cool kinda sparkley black cape and my big witches hat. No, not for dressing up for Halloween. I think it’s time to create some sort of magic brew to kick the Red Sox Pitching up a notch.

Good Lord, people, how much are we paying you to throw the ball over the plate in some sort of unhittable manner? That’s what I thought.

I don’t actually have a recipe for improving pitching, but it must involve eye of newt, which seems to be ubiquitous in witch recipes. It must be the salt and pepper of caldron cooking. I can probably come up with spider webs, looking up at the light fixture in my hallway. Eek. Gotta dust that puppy. Not the real puppy, the light fixture, silly. Where is your head?

So then the question is, do I avoid watching the game today. I think maybe I will, if at all possible. Then again, living with Mr. Dump, it’s not possible.