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All Star Game

Two long flies off of the horrible Roger Clemens. So is Piazza giving the batters the pitch? I really don't think so and I'm still rooting for the NL, but I really want to see Clemens get rocked. And I'm getting my wish. That'll teach him to shake off Piazza.

UPDATE: George 41 is in the crowd.

UPDATE: Damn, someone should let Clemens know it isn't batting practice. Now he's going to have to play long enough to hit all these guys in the head. It'll take years. God is a Mets fan.

on July 13, 2004 in Miscellaneous |

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Seeing Clemens battered like that was beautiful. In addition to the Piazza angle, don't forget Clemens ditched the Yankees in the offseason and AL manager Joe Torre might want some payback by hitting Clemens hard in the All-Star game. As his manager the last few years, I'm sure he might know a few things he can pass on to his hitters.

Posted by: Dimmy Karras | July 14, 2004 at 08:43 AM

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