ALCS Game 3
Izturis pops his sack out to pop the halos ahead by one in the bottom of the 7th. Craving a Gatorade bucket over A-Rod the nu-amerikan playoff hero. I'll bet he'd melt like the witch in the Wizard of Oz. Aybar gleaning some wizdom with a line sizzle to the righteous field.
Ah, fuckin Posada chinless wonder. Jeter brings the top of the 8th to a close with a ground out. Jeter, I use your gillette products to shave my ass.
OH!! Abreu you fuckin retard. Is your brain clogged with cholesterol? Torii Spelling be whiffing. Commentator reminds of the Punto's gaffe, truly a horrid reoccurence. We gonna see a sweep here too?
By jiminy, extra biscuit again. If I'm in for another marathon burger juicer that leaves me flat, someone's gonna have to pay. That someone is chinless Posada. Fuck that dude. Don't grab your twig berries at the pitcher, you just struck thrice.
Mathis let your buck swing wild. Thas what I like to see, Abner Doubleday with noone in the outhouse. Rivera power move to try and hold on. Mathis gets some luck of the oyrish at 3rd. All for nothin.
Howie Kendrick getting that straight horizontal one base carpet bagger.
FUCKING MATHIS!!!! Kendrick's home and that is fresh biscuit with gravy right there. 5-4 Angels in the 11th.
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