« APME: TCP in the house! | Main | NYT Channels DU »

Flaming Voodoo Time!

I almost forgot! And then I'd have to blame myself if the Yanks lost. DJ assured me this morning that the outcome of his Little League game today would tell the fortune of the Yanks tonight. His team won. 17-14. Good lord, I hope that's not what we have in store for us. Update: I don't ever again - as long as I live - want to see Johnny Damon clipping his toenails. That was just wrong.

TrackBack

Listed below are links to weblogs that reference Flaming Voodoo Time!:

» Battle at Fenway from Rooftop Report
I think Michele's son may be some kind of psychic. DJ assured me this morning that the outcome of his Little League game today would tell the fortune of the Yanks tonight. His team won. 17-14. Good lord, I hope... [Read More]

» Meanwhile, Back in Kerry's Crib from Aaron's Rantblog, aka Aaron the Liberal Slayer
No doubt Michele will like this. [Read More]

Comments

I was going to suggest that your doll was downrev, being Martinez instead of Arroyo, but it seems to be working so far.

The Yankees are the fathers of all the Red Sox pitchers apparently.

Re: Johnny Sasquatch and the toe nail clippers

It would appear that God hates these Red Sox for being such slobs.

It's frightening. The Yankees have 17 runs. Boston just scored a few more. It's 17-8, Yanks.

If the game ends 17-14, I want your son to pick the Powerball numbers for me.

Matsui just ruined it, the bastard. It's 19-8 now.

I need a hug.

The Kerry Kurse:

Sorry, John Kerry makes baby Jesus cry and Carmines lose.

Plus the BeanTowners tore down Babe Ruth's house to vanquish that curse and it just pissed him off even more.

Hey, Nation? Go find that dweeb who knocked down the non-Babe's house and string him up on Yawkey Way, or else your gonna get swept.
(mirthful giggling ensues)
HEY, GOD? WE'RE KICKING THEIR ASSES. WHEN WE ARE DONE, PLEASE FEED US THAT S.O.B. CLEMENS.

BTW, Nationites: The Cowsills?
The minute I saw them I knew youse were gone.

Johnny clipping his toenails might just have been the most enjoyable part of the series for us Sox fans.