And we are reduced to this. Soxsplosion 2011 continues. Rock bottom, anyone?
It could be a sign of the apocalypse. That moment where your life flashes before your eyes. You know, just before the lava bubbles splash in your eye.
Or it could just be the bottom. The rock bottom.
I hope so.
I just said the following sentence. Out loud. In NORTH CAROLINA, aka: mini-Atlanta. And I meant it. GOD HELP ME. I meant it:
Why can’t we be more like the Atlanta Braves?
GOD HELP ME.
God help us all.
At least we might get to see Tito again.
Can we just hit rock bottom, already? JUST PICK A MANAGER.
You know. If you Twittered me… my day would get better.