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pigo wrote:

As for supporting the Giants; The only thing more unthinkable than
that would be to support the Spankees.

Yogi Bera almost warped me for life. He was on the DL and was the special
guest at my little league try outs when I was 6. I'd been to the dentist
earlier that morning and my whole right side of my face was still numb. I
was a little nervous gunning for a catching job, and bit completely through
my lip chewing on it. I could squirt blood and spit right out the hole.

Yogi thought I got hit in the face with a ball. He slapped me on the butt and
said, "You got ****in' balls kid!"

I got home and told mom, "Yogi says I got ****in' balls! What's that mean?"

Yogi almost warped me. But Willie Mays saved my ass. And I got my ass beat
that October because I wouldn't quit crying after the Giants lost the
Series. Besides, when the San Fransico Giants Baseball Club gives me
a pair of comp tickets to View Seats for a home game it just proves my
point that an ass beating never solved anything.

You want to know why I didn't get my ass beat when I asked mom what "****in'
balls," meant. Well, see, Dad had just got back from two Med Cruises on the
USS Midway...
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According to John Perry Barlow, "Jeff Davis is a truly gifted trouble-maker."