Seriously. SERIOUSLY!!!
Carlos Quentin breaks his wrist in a fit of frustration, and everything goes downhill for the White Sox.
I told myself I wasn't going to mention the White Sox --AT ALL-- until they won, but this is maddening.
After the score reached 5 to 2 in favor of the Rays, I switched the game off. I had guests, but they understood.
I live in Cardinal country, but I can't mention the White Sox for fear of being reminded that the Cardinals have 9 more championships.
The White Sox have MASSIVE amounts of power, but with Quentin, we seem to be lost.
Jesus, God, and The Universe, I DO believe in miracles. GO WHITE SOX!!!
...because I know something you don't know.
- Breitastic
- Apparently, human events have a course. At one point in time, or another, I would like to make human events work for me. Unfortunately, the universe-unlocking truths that I gained whilst experimenting with psychedelics are faining away. Fortunately, no one struggles anymore. This is what you need to know about me: I like you and someday, I hope to have a large amount of control over the world. I plan to make things better. In generel.
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