Man, it's hot. Oh sure, that statement may have promoted me from Captain Obvious to General. But damn … it's so hot (how hot is it?) Shut up, this isn't a joke. It's so hot, I took the dogs out to pee and in less than five minutes, sweat was dripping from my nose and my boxers accumulated enough salt deposits for a baked potato. We're talking fogged up sunglasses, car heat you can taste and gym clothes that stink … after you take them out of the dryer, hot. When I get hot, I get irritable and when I get irritable, I take it out on you. So let's just get through this and I'll feel better. Maybe you will too, but I'm not concerned with that right now.

THE GOOD:

Okay, I'm not Debbie Downer. I need to at least throw a couple of ounces of love to the Tampa Bay Rays who closed out the weekend winning the series against the defending World Series champs, the San Fransisco Giants (but they suck this year, Bill). Oh my God, dude. Seriously? Anyway, big ups to Chris Archer for winning both American League pitcher AND Rookie of the month. There's your sweet, here comes the sour.