I thought about writing about poor Anthony Weiner, but am not quite sure what to say and I haven’t figured out yet if I think he should have been forced to resign.  As I heard Al Sharpton say in some commentary, “I’m confused about where the line is now.”  I could write about the Bruins but I know nothing about hockey so I can only say, “congratulations!” I do know that Boston is the only city to have championships in the four major sports in a decade. (Sox, Celtics, Patriots, and Bruins).  So that leaves Sal DeMasi and the Red Sox as possible topics for this Saturday morning.  Sal – maybe later.

The Red Sox won again last night. making their record 9-1 including the recent road trip.  If my math is correct, they are 12 and 2 for June.  What to make of all this?  Here is Nick Cafardo in Friday’s Boston Globe.

What do you dream about when you embark on a nine-game trip against your top American League East rivals?

First, you dream about nine wins. Short of that, 8-1 is a good alternative. And that’s exactly what the Red Sox completed last night, matching the franchise’s best nine-game trip accomplished in 1977.

Oh what messages the Sox sent their rivals over the past 10 days.

In no particular order:

1. We’re back.

2. We’re good.

3. We’re ready to kick anyone’s behind.

4. Try stopping us.

5. We may be the best team in baseball.

And with those messages comes the reality that the Yankees are still winning, the Rays are very pesky, the Jays will make your life miserable if you let them, and there are no guarantees in baseball.

And there really are no guarantees.  Last night Carl Crawford left with a hamstring injury, Jed Lowrie has a bad shoulder, and Clay Buckholtz has a back issue.  So all of us Sox fans need to not get ahead of ourselves.

But there is no harm in dreaming.

Michael Vega in this morning’s Globe: