I know that you can't strand 217 baserunners and expect to win the game.
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Ray wasn't singing about what he knew, 'cause Ray had been blind since he was a child. He hadn't seen many purple mountains. He hadn't seen many fruited plains. He was singing about what he believed to be.
Mr. President, we love America, not because of all of us have seen the beauty all the time.
But we believed if we kept on working, if we kept on marching, if we kept on voting, if we kept on believing, we would make America beautiful for everybody.
Don't remind me. Inefficiency, thy name is Cincinnati Reds base coach.
Posted by: PSoTD | July 21, 2006 at 09:23 AM
I'm unable to feel sympathy for any NL team that isn't the Mets but I came close when one of our radio guys said that the Reds just wanted to wint he series to show that they can play with the big guys.
I've been there with the Mets plenty of years.
Posted by: eRobin | July 21, 2006 at 02:34 PM