Me and Keri happened to Houston, that's what. Everything and every baseball body that we're united in our hatred of has had the pain brought to them this season -- Trot Nixon with his hamstrings and quads and back? Curt Schilling and his ankle and getting bombed by Tampa? Andy Pettitte and his season-ending surgery and Roger Clemens and his disappointment?
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Oh my god.
Oh my God. Excuse me. Beck, bec, Beck, I love your writing so goddamn much that I cannot take it. Here, have some paid time, although God knows what you would do with it.
Re: you kiiiiiiidding me?brushbackAugust 20 2004, 00:10:46 UTC
It'll take me a little while to get back to you about this because this fic, seriously, was everything I have ever wanted in an Oakland A's fic. Hudson! Zito being weird and obsessive! Mark Mulder being an asshole, and BOBBY CROSBY!!!!!!!!!! BOBBY CROSBY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If it's more icons you want, there. Enjoy them because oh my god, oh my god.
perfect-vision eyes to see how good he is, how cool, how strong, how motherfucking slick he is.
and
you never fucking once looked at him with the kind of devotion Crosby's got in his eyes right now.
and Byrnes talking in his sleep, Byrnes apologizing for the game, how Bobby just has no idea of what is going on, Mulder's aggression, the Erics fighting with each other, and oh man, oh man. I am just so in love with this story so much.
And, you know. MiniHuddy. Little leagues! Mulder going to Crosby's room and not hte other way around! Mark, why are you willing to do all this for Bobby? What makes you think that he's going to handle this better
( ... )
Dude. Man. You're like, I gotta like, pay you to write shit for me forever. It's that fuckin amazing. Seriously. It's a fuckin crime you aren't doing this for a living. Or even not a living.
And hey, you know, you're way stronger than all that shit, you know that, don't even gotta tell you, but you ever need to talk, or something...maybe when I'm less drunk (or more)...yeah.
...You made me cry again. Way to go. :P I mean, yeah, I liked the story, but DAMN YOU, you are TOO GOOD at writing depressing shit!
Made me wanna cry for Zeet, man, seriously. :P
And EVERYTHING'S wrong with Houston, by the way. I have no more hope for my team. ::unhappy sigh:: I am now rooting for Oakland all the way. At least ONE of my teams has a shot...
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I do not know. . . *sighs*
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On the story:
Oh my god.
Oh my God. Excuse me. Beck, bec, Beck, I love your writing so goddamn much that I cannot take it. Here, have some paid time, although God knows what you would do with it.
Just oh man. Oh man. Thanks for the fic.
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you fucking rock! no, seriously, like, as much as anyone has ever rocked, you totally rock more. so excited, if only for more than three icons. jeez.
thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou. continually, epically, endlessly, and to the tune of excellence.
and all right goddamn it, i'm gonna regret this, i just fucking know it, but here's what i'll do for you--
any pairing.
(even a dodger . . . god)
and i will do my very best.
gah and even more with the thank you!
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If it's more icons you want, there. Enjoy them because oh my god, oh my god.
perfect-vision eyes to see how good he is, how cool, how strong, how motherfucking slick he is.
and
you never fucking once looked at him with the kind of devotion Crosby's got in his eyes right now.
and Byrnes talking in his sleep, Byrnes apologizing for the game, how Bobby just has no idea of what is going on, Mulder's aggression, the Erics fighting with each other, and oh man, oh man. I am just so in love with this story so much.
And, you know. MiniHuddy. Little leagues! Mulder going to Crosby's room and not hte other way around! Mark, why are you willing to do all this for Bobby? What makes you think that he's going to handle this better ( ... )
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Dude. Man. You're like, I gotta like, pay you to write shit for me forever. It's that fuckin amazing. Seriously. It's a fuckin crime you aren't doing this for a living. Or even not a living.
And hey, you know, you're way stronger than all that shit, you know that, don't even gotta tell you, but you ever need to talk, or something...maybe when I'm less drunk (or more)...yeah.
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Made me wanna cry for Zeet, man, seriously. :P
And EVERYTHING'S wrong with Houston, by the way. I have no more hope for my team. ::unhappy sigh:: I am now rooting for Oakland all the way. At least ONE of my teams has a shot...
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- Belle
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