It's too bad that this video cuts out before we get to the actual interview, because I'm sure the questions this reporter had on tap for "Sara" were stupendous. (I believe that's Steve Burton from the local CBS affliate.) She just lost a heartbreaking opportunity to conquer the Boston Marathon and her reward is someone who gets her name wrong and then can't find a working microphone to work. Plus, she just ran 26.2 miles and would maybe like to sit down for a second.

In case you're wondering, that is the same Kara Goucher who made so many new NBA friends at the Olympics last summer. I bet you they remember her name.

Kara Goucher interview [FloTrack]

The Red Sox have already taken a 2-0 lead on Baltimore at Fenway, in much the same way that those brave revolutionaries took a 2-0 lead at Lexington and Concord (the birthplace of grape jelly.) Naturally, the bullpen squandered that lead until George Washington hit the King of England in the face with a cherry tree before writing "The Star-Spangled Banner." (Yes, I majored in history.) I'm not sure what any of that has to do with a bunch of skinny foreigners running 26-miles through Massachusetts in the middle of April, but they're doing that today too.

The whole thing makes me feel so goddamn American that I wish a Belgian would walk in the room right now so I could punch him in the face.

Boxscore: Baltimore vs. Boston [MLB.com]
Boston Marathon - Live Updates [Boston.com]

Patriots Day is something we've always admired about Boston. You have to love a civic holiday in which everyone starts drinking at 10:30 a.m. (Simmons summed this up pretty well a few years ago.) It's an important enough day that the Dropkick Murphys have opened a bar in Boston ... today.

We have days like this in New York, full whole summer days when nobody works and just drinks the whole time. They're called "Fridays."

Idiot's Guide To The Boston Marathon [Sports Guy's World]
The Dropkick Murphys Will Now Sell You Beer [Red Sox Monster]

Back on the right side, a kid was holding a penguin for runners to pat on the head, presumably for good luck. I reached out as I approached the penguin and he quickly snapped it back. No Yankees allowed. Then a husky fellow standing next to him reiterated that point, with unprintable profanity.

Amazingly, this is the exact nightmare we have had each Tuesday night since childhood. We're told the penguin represents love. Or cookies (we forget).

Faux Yankee Gets Earful Of Bronx Cheers [The Boston Globe]

"438-Pound Beekeeper From Wisconsin Does The Unthinkable For Charity..." Vows To Lose 100 Pounds... And Conquer the Most-Physically Demanding Marathon in the World... With ONLY 3 Months of Training!

If Jacob doesn't finish the marathon, the winning bidder can place ANY tattoo on Jacob's back of his or her choosing (provided it doesn't classify as hate speech). This is a very large man and will be great for publicity.

We think the part we love the most is that he's a beekeeper; that's a random touch that somehow seems perfect. Anyway, no one has met the bid yet, and his site shows he's training, so time's running out. Patriots Day is in 11 days, after all.

438 lb. Man Running Boston Marathon For Cancer Charity [eBay]
What Would Jacob Do?

We know this happens every year, probably in every marathon, but it still will never fail to crack us up to see a couple of dudes in the Boston Marathon drinking some beers. Makes us very happy.

(Photo from "Jeff in Boston.")