Friday, June 01, 2007

Dire Straits

There was a pitcher named Wake
Who threw balls that would break
And make the catcher's face quite florid.
And when he was good
He was very, very good
But when he was bad
He was horrid!

Tonight, as horrid as he's been all season. It's simply impossible for my ADD-addled brain to sit and watch Wake when he's like this. 9-3 Yankees, bottom 4.

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