I guess God made Boston on a wet Sunday.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
This is a bad day for Boston, but I think if we pull together we'll get through it.
Here's the thing: I had never been to Boston, my whole life. Probably because I'm a Yankee fan.
I had my boy in Boston on Easter Sunday. That kills me, from a sports perspective. He's a Boston baby and I'm a New York guy.
A Boston man is the east wind made flesh.
This is a horrific day in Boston. My thoughts and prayers are with those who have been injured.
If God hadn't rested on Sunday, He would have had time to finish the world.
You know, Boston people are full of sauce.
I didn't realize Boston was so easy to get around. In my head, I imagined Boston being this really sprawling city.
Here's what I see all across this great city - people working together to make Boston a better place to live and to raise children, to grow and pursue dreams.
The frozen ocean... of Boston life.