Praise for small things

So last night, after the Steelers put the Jaguars to bed in their season of seeing just how much they can put on the QB...I switched over to wallow in Red Soxery, as the most spoiled fans in sports congregated for their annual progression to the ALCS. Amazingly, it didn't happen -- despite a shaky appearance from Bobby Thigpen II (aka K-Rod, who is going to make his next contract signer very, very unhappy), and a ton of men left on base all night. In the 12th, the Angels finally broke through with a hit from the previously series-less Erick Aybar, plating the beer truckian Mike Napoli, and hey presto... the Angels' 9-game post-season losing streak to the Bahstans was over. At only ten minutes to one. Who said sports blogging was something you could do outside of your day job?I'd like to note, just because I constantly rag on crap announcing, that TBS Doesn't Suck. Sure, the nonstop Frank TV spots are enough to make you want to kill not just the "comedian" i...