PINCH ME III: THE PINCHING
Now, I get it...I'm in a Hollywood franchise based on a Japanese horror manga. First there was Pinch Me, then there was Pinch Me II: Electric Boogaloo, and now—the most terrifying tale of them all—The Pinching.
You see, here in the top of the 9th, in game 2 of their series, the craptastic Oakland As (I'll retire "craptastic" when I'm certain they're not) are obliterating the—containing my laughter—Chicago White Sox. Once again, in their own revisionist Comiskey backyard. Score? Let me use obnoxious font controls to tell you:
10-1
Ah, that feels good.
Remember when I was bitching about the White Sox's manager's pathetic excuse for losing while playing in Oakland? Of course, you do.
You see, here in the top of the 9th, in game 2 of their series, the craptastic Oakland As (I'll retire "craptastic" when I'm certain they're not) are obliterating the—containing my laughter—Chicago White Sox. Once again, in their own revisionist Comiskey backyard. Score? Let me use obnoxious font controls to tell you:
10-1
Ah, that feels good.
Remember when I was bitching about the White Sox's manager's pathetic excuse for losing while playing in Oakland? Of course, you do.
Behold the sound of my scorn for Ozzie Guillen, now that his "best team in baseball" has fallen twice to Bay Area Craptasm.
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