quadruple shot
After faking sick for two days (I lose sick days at the end of the year and never really get sick; I feel that sick days are a violation of the rights of the preternaturally healthy), I now have four little guys to post, which should be up throughout the day. Cloak and dagger style, of course; this filth at work thing is bad for my blood pressure
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time-consuming-homework-for-my-classes-already with luster.
Anywho- onward.
Harden takes losses very badly, fights stuff in the dugout and once he threw his glove into the bench so hard the wood snapped cleanly.
Could soo totally picture it clearly in my mind, and wished I could've seen it too, because that's hot.
Then Crosby says something dumb about how entertaining Rich Harden’s considerable paranoia is so much better than going out and getting laid, seriously, dude, and Harden gets that look on his face like when he’s about to slam his head into something. His eyes flicker and he licks his lips and grabs Crosby’s belt, yanks him closer.
“You don’t have to go out to get laid, man,” Harden says, grinning.
Seriously Bobby, didn't you know that before?
Crosby has a bad feeling that this is the kind of mistake he’ll repeat for the rest of his life.
And it should be, and it will be. And well, what a perfect mistake it is.
He tells Harden, “I’m not really like this, you know.”
Harden shrugs, asks if Crosby gonna keep screwing around with him. Crosby says yes, and Harden smiles, “Then what the hell do I care?”
Made me giggle. Once Richie sets his mind to something, there's no going back.
Harden watches the Oakland A’s for more than just preparation,...
Me too, Richie, me too.
It fits so perfectly with Outside In. At the end, with them looking for over Texas and unable to remember the first time ... beautiful. Gah.
Bobby needs to ditch the gf and get back with Rich. Pronto. I love them together.
Thanks a million for this.
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