The Twins didn't play. The White Sox didn't play. The Rays lost to the Red Sox.
I was fully prepared to write the night off, baseball-wise.
And then Torii Hunter decided to engage in fisticuffs with Pudge Rodriguez, and suddenly an Angels/Yankees game I normally wouldn't even think about was not only relevant, but awesome.
I think that this was a fairly obvious attempt on Hunter's part to win back some Those Girls love. It's a pretty good start. We really freaking hate Pudge Rodriguez. And we do love a good brawl.
Oh Torii, you still know us so well. Thanks, man.