Warning: ranting about sports ahead.
Hey, Michael Kay:
Y'know what? Jorge Posada's a sharp guy. He knows how bad he's hitting, and he obviously knows full well he can't catch anymore. If that all caught up with him Saturday and he needed to take a day to deal with the fact that holy crap, this might be it, he can take the damn day.
Yes, even when we're playing the Red Sox. Seriously. The team will not wither and die because of it. And comparing backing out of a game --- a game he was DHing, not catching --- well before start time to Robert Duran's "No mas"? Absolutely disgusting.
Also, there are no "big games" in May. Really. And no, not even against the Red Sox.
*grumble*
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Is there any better feeling than working on a fic and just stumbling on the perfect title? It's like the story suddenly becomes real.
Y'know what? Jorge Posada's a sharp guy. He knows how bad he's hitting, and he obviously knows full well he can't catch anymore. If that all caught up with him Saturday and he needed to take a day to deal with the fact that holy crap, this might be it, he can take the damn day.
Yes, even when we're playing the Red Sox. Seriously. The team will not wither and die because of it. And comparing backing out of a game --- a game he was DHing, not catching --- well before start time to Robert Duran's "No mas"? Absolutely disgusting.
Also, there are no "big games" in May. Really. And no, not even against the Red Sox.
*grumble*
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Is there any better feeling than working on a fic and just stumbling on the perfect title? It's like the story suddenly becomes real.