Sigh
A Grand Slam and a walk-off? That's just freakin' cruel.
Walk off home run. Like I needed that.
Note to self: wait until the commercial break after the 9th inning before mixing up another pitcher of cheap vodka and grapefruit juice. Oh well, now at least I have something to drink whilst crying in my beer.
But tomorrow is another day. Actually Tuesday is another day, but you get the drift.


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