Video of the Week

Oh, how the mighty have fallen. Bronson, while you may be rockin 7 wins, a 2.40 era and some sweet-ass facial hair, look at yourself. Look at this commercial you're making. How can you look your wife/the drunken single women of Cincinnati in the eye? And what's with that flair on the back of your buttondown? Who signed off on that outfit? Elton John? The most interesting part of the video, however, occurs while Bronson is giving me that double index finger+tawdry smile. Hey Bronson, what's that on your left wrist? Umm...is that...a...Red Sox nation wristband? Now, granted, it might be one of these, but I'd like to think that Brandon is having a little trouble letting go. He he misses the warm embrace of Big Papi, or maybe he longs to knock the pants off of this little tramp. Either way, I feel like something is missing in Ohio. I don't know about you, but this leg kick just doesn't seem to have the same panache. I see pain in that face, I see a man crying inside, trying to fill a void in his heart by making used car commercials. Seek help, heal your pain, possibly in the arms of veteran journeyman/all-star snuggler Quinton McCracken. Godspeed Brandon, godspeed.