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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!

There is no God!

lets see...

Both teams make the playoffs and Yank's are bounced in the first round. All is well.

1918... 1918... 1918...

How sweet it is!

=P

Yankees Suck!

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