Today is June 18th. We just had seven games on the West Coast. They sucked. We were awful. We went one in six.

The bullpen blew a lot of games. It was not fun. Let's talk yanks.

What's up? Good.

Baseball.

The Yankees. Where?

The Yankees Baseball.

All right. What's up guys? Um, that sucked, huh? That was not fun. Zero fun, sir.

We got a flying meter. That's going to drive me nuts.

Bullpen lost a lot. The lineup did good for most of them. We should have won a lot.

The one game I was at in Oakland, they kept coming back.

That's the good thing about the West Coast games is when they're in Oakland, I can go.

And I usually go to all four or three, whatever it is. I can only go to two this time.

The Thursday game was um, kind of everything you want in a baseball game besides the win.

We took the lead four times. Chris Carter took the lead twice. I got to see Chris Carter

get out twice and then I got to see him do big things twice and I got to see him hit a

home run once. That's amazing. That's like everything you can ever ask for out of Chris Carter.

Get to see Chris Carter at a home run. And it was a three two curve ball too.

It's like usually Carter has no idea what curve balls are. That was crazy. I mean you guys all

saw the call. Obviously I was pretty hyped up, pretty wound up. Uh, here it is if you missed it.

Chris Carter's up. The place is eerily quiet. Besides the idiots behind me that continue to yell.

Fucking dumb. Okay, but Chris Carter's up. It's a three two count. This is everything folks.

Curple, did he get it? Did he fuck you? Get it? Get out of your side of a bitch.

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