May 4, 2006

Sorry I’m Late

I was out drinking with co-workers, and left as early as I possibly safely could.

Let's respect Aurilia's DL report and move our smack talk to here. I see that my boys have already started kicking some gravel ass.

64 comments to “Sorry I’m Late”

  1. Skeeter says:

    Dunn has a huge strike zone.

  2. Red Hot Mama says:

    And you know what they say about a guy with a huge strike-zone…fewer walks. Well, that’s a load of crap.

  3. Skeeter says:

    You tell ’em!

  4. Skeeter says:

    Java in the ‘pen, just in case.

  5. Red Hot Mama says:

    Another K. Damn, boy!

  6. Red Hot Mama says:

    You just struck a guy out and made him look silly in the process. Get out of here, kid.

  7. Skeeter says:

    St. Louis lost it’s fourth straight, which means Houston won. Damn.

  8. Skeeter says:

    its… not it’s… I know better.

  9. Skeeter says:

    “Juuuust a bit outside.”

  10. Skeeter says:

    See, that’s what I don’t like about “defensive indifference.” That could have been a GBDP.

  11. Red Hot Mama says:

    Roxie, I gotta deal for you. We’ll trade you one run for one out.

  12. Skeeter says:

    I’ve gotta do it!

    “…and this one belongs to the Reds!”

  13. Red Hot Mama says:

    OK then. We’ll just take the out.

    Lovely chatting with you ladies. I look forward to the just-after-the-All-Star-Break 4-game series in Cincy.

  14. Skeeter says:

    🙂

    Later everyone!