When you sit alone at night now, you think about five of six of your children gone,

you feel alone?

Yeah, I cry.

I'm... I guess pretty regularly.

And while she's over you develop, I'm terrible going.

You say, God.

You say, God help me through this, you get off your duff and you start moving again. You start laughing again and you refuse to stay down.

Some call it the curse of the iron claw,

but the Von Errigs don't look at life that way.

You survive because you're human beings and because life goes on. That from Matthew Kaminsky, organist for the Atlanta Braves of Major League Baseball, a true

lapsed fan and he who so elegantly delivers us to the threshold of the final stop in the lamentable

tragedy of world class boss.

It's post script.

Off the Fritz!

Off the Fritz! let's bring it home

It's like you know

There it's like you know when we do with the AWA post script it's like okay you know it's like it's it's kind of

easy but this is like half of the tragedy happens after the sale. That's correct. This is where this is the

winter. This is where any foliage that had signs of life is now beginning to die.

The leaves are turning brown and by the time it's over it will feel like spring will never come again because that is what the lesson of world class championship does really if you think about it

spring never really comes again for these clowns because look even you know

fucking Kevin he has to force spring by moving to Hawaii you know it's true

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