I once ran my ex-gf's father from a church league game. Actually, I didn't really run him. He dropped the "G-D" bomb (remember, Mike... church game  ) and I turned to him, opened my mouth... Before I could get a word out, he turned and went to his car. He knew what was next, and saved me the breath.
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Dave
I haven't decided if I should call it from the dugout or the outfield. Apparently, both have really great views!
Screw green, it ain't easy being blue!
I won't be coming here that much anymore. I might check in now and again.
Last edited by NCASAUmp; Fri Jun 01, 2007 at 12:09am.
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