Jeet hit one. Bottom of the fifth.
It was high, it was far, it was...
Almost.
Monday, May 23, 2011
The Master called our name tonight
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“John had no guile. He didn’t understand it when people were mean to him because he could never be mean to anybody."—Suzyn Waldman
Jeet hit one. Bottom of the fifth.
It was high, it was far, it was...
Almost.
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