Saturday, July 26

I go away for a couple weeks, and bam. Kicked to the wiffleball curb. May I remind Mr. Behrle that the NY-Boston game was my dream? Go ahead, Jim, steal my dreams. This will be the one and only time, maybe like Giambi's stolen base today. I have no place in your starting line up. Fuck that. I used to play, you know. I did it like this. I did it like that. If you make it to first base, Jim, I'm sure it will be from a dropped strike three.

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