On Admitting To Mistakes - Part 3
Boy it sure does feel great to me to have my favorite baseball team of all-time beat the St. Louis Cardinals and make it to their first ever World Series. Holy Cow, as the famous announcer for one of my other former all-time favorite baseball teams would say.
This morning while I was driving in to the office, the heavens glowed a gorgeous Astros maroon as our brightest star started its climb into the sky in a vain effort to keep up with the fortunes of Astros Nation. At the same time, the pallor of failure and the detritus of despair descended upon that fabled Arch City in middle America. Go ahead and tear down that stadium, boys. It won't erase the pain of this devastating defeat at the hands of the Greatest Baseball Team in History.
posted by garrett @ 7:36 AM
5 Comments:
Serenity Now!!
Fortunately for Garrett, even if the Sox win, he is covered. He just sells his stock in the "Stros" and jumps on the Sox bandwagon...
Presto, another ride to work with the heavens glowing - but perhaps with that gorgeous White Sox black and white that he is (or will be) so fond of.
Your depth of understanding is compelling Mr. Flamingo. Though I think there's a reason the team you sold your soul for is nicknamed the Diamondbacks.
You are serpent.
Hear you slither.
Do my harsh words make you want to cry (again)?
Creepy, dude.
I didn't cry.
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