Can't bear to watch. Have lost confidence, hope, faith, almost curiosity. Nothing works. Wither goest Bartolo? And Jete's career stats, outweighing victory? When did that happen? He should not be leading off. Everybody knows it. Hollywood celebrities know it. Right wing radio talk show hosts know it. The dolphins in the sea know it. We love the guy, but my head is hurting. Put three hard losses on top of a hangover, and you've got trouble.
Last night, more Redsock fans arrive. They breed like rabbits. They congratulate each other for being Redsock fans. I wore my "I BREAK FOR YOUKILIS BEANINGS" T-shirt, to let them know I would not be cowed. I wore a hardass pro-Yankee t-shirt in the middle of a Redsock sausage fest, and how do the Yankees respond? They lose. They turn over the game to the pursuit of Jeter's 3,000th, because the team intends to sell dirt from the stadium on that date, and it stinks, and my head hurts, and I'm expecting more Redsock fans - HERE COMES ONE NOW. GG
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