Sounds pretty good, especially if you’re a Red Sox pitcher, lounging in your clubhouse, not your day to pitch, the season going down the drain……”Let’s order in some fried chicken and beer….”According to stories running rampant the past couple days that’s what was happening in the Sox clubhouse as the season wound down. As a Yankee fan I love it. I’m giddy listening to the Boston sports talk shows detailing Red Sox Nation collapsing like a house of cards.
I digress, this is a blog about Connecticut inventions, not sports talk. So here’s a couple having to do with the previously mentioned Chicken and Beer……


