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I'm a wreck.
Note to Coltrane: It's not only you.
Confidential to str8: If you are still betting on the Indians, and I say this as your internet chat-board imaginary friend -- PLEASE STOP NOW.
I knew going into this week that Tampa Bay was going to be dangerous to our playoff chances (not to mention the day off on Monday) but GOD DAMN, what the fucking hell happened to the bats?
Two losses by one run. The guy they face yesterday comes into the game with a 6-11 record and an ERA over 7, and looks like Cy-Fucking-Young.
Not only that, but I got to witness the most pathetic "bench clearing" confrontation in baseball history. Tampa Bay's catcher starts jawing at Coco Crisp (best baseball name ever, btw) about taking his time outside the batter's box. Crisp says something back. The two of them face off, jawing at each other over the home plate umpire, and the bullpens run out onto the field. Commentator says he understands that catcher is trying to keep his pitcher "in rhythm". Meanwhile, this whole thing causes at least a five-minute delay. They show Pinella in the dugout laughing his ass off.
Tonight is a must-win. I need to get some Tums or something.
(Edited so to prevent dtb from getting out her red pen.)
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Some people say I need anger management. I say fuck them.
Last edited by spookyfish; 09-29-2005 at 09:47 AM..
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