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20 hours, 23 minutes, and 39 seconds until the Red Sox play baseball again.
Not that I'm counting or anything.
The Last Time
1 year ago
One Man's thoughts, rants, and mumblings on family, life, and baseball.
7 comments:
Ok, easy. Back away from the ledge. Go immediately to your bookcase, pull down your copy of the 2004 Championship DVD, and watch a.s.a.p. If this case of the jitters doesn't pass soon, call me in the morning.
Already did.
Twice.
I'm pretty sure I'll need a wheelchair come November; it'd make a great Christmas present.
It'll have to wait til next year. I've already purchased you a lifetime membership to the cheese of the month club. Sorry.
Cheese is always good.
Doesn't it make you really nervous about off-season when the ASB makes you climb the walls?
6 minutes.....
Bridget, I always ask myself how in the name of Crash Davis am I going to make it for 6 months; somehow it happens.
Woo hoo, John!!! It's back!
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