Tuesday, April 30, 2002

Hold your head up high, you filthy whore

Lost the championship game 15-8. Every time I came up to bat nobody was on base when I kept getting hits. The one time someone was on I hit a behemoth homerun straight center towards the soccer field. I don't really care. I was not expecting to win against Omar's team. It was real close until they pulled away in the sixth inning.