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Feb 03, 2006 13:16

maybe its the medication im on, but i just had the mother of all fucking wierd dreams.

i was the starting shortstop for the boston red sox. i came over in a trade from the toronto blue jays. i was batting .320. i was married to the guitarist from the eyeliners.
it fucking rocked.
until.
i had said some comments about A-Rod during spring training and he took it personally, during our first home game against the yankees he ran onto the field and hit me in the knee with a bat. in the frenzy that soon followed jason varitek, tim wakefield, and david ortiz beat the shit out of A-Rod and he was banned from the game forever. the arguments that followed prompted baseball to lift the lifetime ban on pete rose and members of the 1919 chicago white sox. A-Rod and those who tested positive for steroid use were banned from the game of baseball forever, and as an added bonus they left there names in the record books with a star next to it, a star next to his name in the books meant they had been found guilty of steroid use and thus the record was not recognized. kinda like a humiliation tactic. while all my baseball wishes had come true i was still sad because i would never be able to pro baseball again, and so ended my short career playing shortstop for the boston red sox. at least i got to play in Fenway Park.

this was followed by myself and my wife, (the guitarist from the eyeliners), doing some very personal things.

again, this was the mother of all wierd dreams.
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