Yesterday was probably the best birthday I've had in five years. I heard from everyone I knew. It was great. I got to eat seafood for dinner, and Andrea took me to see the 3D version of 'The Nightmare Before Christmas'. It's already one of my favorite movies, but in 3D it's unbelievable.
The Indians ended their post-season to Boston, and I'm kind of depressed. I don't know if I'm supposed to be angry at Cleveland for not showing up, and trying harder, or if I'm pissed at Boston and their lame-o, multi-billion dollar franchise. I stated in a post elsewhere that their fans are souless, fake, and a bunch of posers. They really are no better than Yankees fans. They're just a bunch of bandwagoneers who follow a souless team. Bostons budget could run Iraq for two years. The players are essentially former Indians (Manny Ramirez, Coco Crisp) who took the compliments, advice, and instruction of the Cleveland coaches along with the best training in MLB, and made it fatten their egos, and stupid heads. Ughkk, it disgusts me. Boston fans are the worst. At least yankees fans wear their 'entertained-by-the-power-of-money' vibe on their shoulders. Boston though, is just the anti-yankees bandwagon. Boston fans claim this whole Irish heritage thing that makes no sense to me because everybody born east of the Mississippi River from the early eighteen hundreds on is fractionally Irish. Boston fans are about as Irish as George Bush is black. See you next year Boston. Go Tribe, go Cleveland.. but until then, go Rockies!
D.
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ooooohhhhh brother, i wanna bring the atomic hammer down on youklis' stupid fucking beard...i wanna take beckett's arm bones and beat his face in....i wanna crush the sox....ooooohhh yeah boyyyyy
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