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That’s when I realized that I was the lead guitarist of a fucking pathetic hipster kitch cover band, and I was a Pabst Blue Ribbon and a sweater vest way from wanting to punch myself in the temple every time I looked in the mirror. [read more at link] Continue reading →

When Schilling pitches for me in the videogame, the moment he becomes the least bit tuckered out, he begins trying to hit the mascot. And the dugout. And Ben Affleck. And possibly me, through the TV screen. I have become convinced that if I could get the resolution on my TV up to 1080 lines, I would be able to see Steinbrenner’s payoff check in Curt’s back pocket… [read more at link] Continue reading →