Happy Saturday, my delightful friends! The Yanks played great today, which always makes for a good afternoon. Moose pitched a gem (we needed that after the poor outings by I-Ken and Pettitte last week), and save for Cano and Giambi, whose continued sorry performances have sadly conditioned us to expect little or nothing from that duo, the bats were looking good. What's more, it's time for my favorite post of the week: Sidenote Saturdays!
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Mike Hampton may have officially usurped Pavano's role as the most hilariously injury-prone pitcher in baseball. All he needs to do is break a rib or two by tripping over Bobby Cox's shoe and Pavano will have to relinquish his crown. -----------------------------------
I have never seen an episode of The Wonder Years that hasn't made me cry. -----------------------------------
I have the best little sisters EVER (the YCLS). I can't imagine better friends. ----> -----------------------------------
Seeing people litter really irks me. Is it so difficult to hold onto your goddamn Super Size Mr Pibb cup until you come across a proper receptacle? I am constantly picking trash up and throwing it away for you losers. -----------------------------------
<---- My poor dog had a mole removed on his ear last week and has to wear one of those pathetic/hilarious cones: -----------------------------------
I have to admit that I really don't understand how the odds work when it comes to betting on baseball. If someone wants to explain so I can win some dough, please do.
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Have all of y'all been watching "Tim and Eric Awesome Show, Great Job" on Adult Swim? Please say yes. "I wanna meet that dad!"
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