soft hands.

either love me, or leave me alone.

i didn't turn on the television expecting a win.

certainly i didn't expect that last night's game would be utterly winnable, that moose would pitch a sharper game than cy santana, or that the yankees would ultimately beat themselves. disappointing.

while i'm on disappointment - i do believe i missed the memo about taking loaiza in halsey's place? i still have stever karsay in my basement, so yall get a free pass there. i don't even bother questioning the heredia thing anymore.


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