Gordon Beckham v. Too $hort, Pt. 1
Quick trip from SF to Oakland. Cold Sierra. Twenty-two ounce Corona. Two-run first. Twenty-two ounce Corona. Four- run second. Twenty-two ounce Corona. Brat with peppers, onions, and mustard. Outfielders forget how to catch, A's score five. Twenty-two ounce Corona. A's take lead, prophesy fulfilled. Much cursing. Smithwick's. Thorndog and Dotel filthy. Che! Bobby makes it interesting. A White Sox winner. Pick up rhythm in ten hours for some BHB. The end.
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Hee.
"Baseball is like church. Many attend, few understand."
— Leo Durocher
by Chiburb on Aug 15, 2009 7:10 AM CDT via mobile reply actions
You forgot to include whatever you were smoking when you posted this!
"you should go back to your cowardly practice of offering no opinion of your own."
-picktoclick
by Where Triples Go to Die on Aug 15, 2009 9:44 AM CDT reply actions
i met this girl her name was joan... she loved the way i rock on the microphone
when i met joan, i took her home, she was like a dog all on my bone.
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I'm from the O-A-K-L-A-N-D
I’ll slap you in the face with reality,
these punk ass ho’s out here are sick,
have you walking ’round with a dripping d*ck

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