Wednesday, October 20, 2004
Damon grand slam!
Boston 6, New York 0 — and we're only in the second inning. What is this strange emotion?
Damon, again! One more swing, two more runs!
Pedro the reliever? Wha? Whose idea is this? New York picks up two runs almost immediately. I recognize this complex feeling: Argh!
That's what a Bellhorn sounds like. His homer rattles the pole! Boston 9, New York 3 in the 8th.
Victory! Joy! Delirium! Exhaustion! Oh, I need sleep.
Copyright © 2004 by Philocrites | Posted 20 October 2004 at 9:15 PM