Where's my beer?
Redsock fans getting uppity about Chris Sale pitching six shutout innings. I congratulated them on his fourth victory in 2019.
Traitor Tracker: .256
If he gets hot, gotta take this down.
Saturday, July 20, 2019
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Pretty sure I saw that guy at a Jimmy Buffett concert.
On a sadder note, I just realized that tomorrows game is on at the same time as the HOF induction ceremony. PROOF that MLB hates the Yankees.
Sale's ship has sailed.
MR. DUQUE, TELL THE MET FANS DEGROM ONLY HAS 5 WINS.
(HAPP HAS 8)!
RUB IT IN.
Mr. Duque,
Also, please remind the sockian zombies that Mr. Beadie-eyed "magic milkshake" Ortiz was shot on a hit directed by his "girlfriend's" boyfriend (or maybe pimp, it's hard to tell the difference. And maybe he didn't want to pay because he's a celebrity).
THAT is why his extended recovery is in St. Botolph's Town, at the insistence of his wife.
Oh, and don't forget, Remy is an asshole. All of them.
Are the Mets fans suicidal over the last two nights?
They should be.
Oblivion
“…Vox was forced to rely on goblin mercenaries to hold on to what little power he had left in Undertown. These days, if the rumours are true, he spends his entire time alone in his dilapidated palace, too obese to leave his bed-chamber, drinking himself into a stupor each night with bottle after bottle of Oblivion.”
— The Last of the Sky Pirates (2002) by Paul Stewart and Chris Riddell
Save some brain cells for Monday night trivia.
Hark! An apparition!?
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