OPENING DAY, again...
Yankees win, of course. underrated Wang and Joba rules and the one and only Mariano. my only problem is Girardi and his cheekful of fucking copenhagen. i wouldn't be so concerned if i had not seen the tin over his shoulder on the dug out bench and spent the entire game fixated on his fucking chaw. i always thought Torre and his fucking green tea was a little bit ridiculous but chewing tobacco is nasty, and this is coming from someone who has had a lot of nasty habits. hopefully someone tells him to keep the tin and his spit cup out of the camera shot so i can concentrate more on the game.
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weary no more is getting pretty minimalistic.
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