Ahhh...
...September. Oh, so predictable. And beautiful.
[Sure, this post could come back to bite me in the ass later, but I strike while the iron is hot. And no kittens were harmed in the creation of this win]
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Thank you for all you've done for us, Michele! I consider the one run allowed my father's fault, as he upset the configuration to see how the Americans were sucking it up in the Ryder Cup. I let him have it, and kept our configuration safe the rest of the day :D Go team!
Posted by: Katie | September 19, 2004 04:59 PM
There is no God!
Posted by: Rob M | September 19, 2004 08:00 PM
lets see...
Both teams make the playoffs and Yank's are bounced in the first round. All is well.
Posted by: drew | September 19, 2004 10:22 PM
1918... 1918... 1918...
Posted by: VerukaSalt | September 20, 2004 01:47 AM
How sweet it is!
Posted by: Ryan | September 20, 2004 01:09 PM
=P
Yankees Suck!
Posted by: Leen | September 20, 2004 05:29 PM
You know when your team's number 2 & 3 pitchers get crushed. And anything over 5 runs is a red-headed stepchild like beating.
You don't get to come back and say things like "yankees suck" Leen. So just take it like a man, or in this case the gimp in "Pulp Fiction" and hope the Red Sox can sweep up in Fenway.
And there is no God
Posted by: Rob M | September 20, 2004 07:32 PM