Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Bird. It's time for the Thursday afternoon just

before Friday Monday morning podcast and I'm just checking in on you. Ah, that

was a weak one. Whatever. This is how fucking crazy my schedule is. I'm actually

podcasting right now while driving down the street unless I get into an accident

and then I'll immediately erase this so I don't get in trouble. Your honor? He was

podcasting calling people cuts and didn't see that person on the scooter. It's

Tuesday evening man in the Tampa Bay Lightning pull out game four and avoid

getting swept by what looks like the inevitable Stanley Cup champion. You're

a Colorado avalanche. However, there's a lot of pride that's a

Bay Lightning team. Don't you forget it got 10 days on that cup twice and I'll tell

you right now it's gonna take a more than a thing or two for them to tend to

that's not gonna roll over. You can bet you a bippy. I have not watched one

second of this series. I'm just showing you how easy it is to talk mildly

intelligent about sports like I have throughout the years. I did watch the

Boston Red Sox tonight. When there's seventh series in a row they're like seven

games above 500. We're on our way. We're gonna clinch the fucking wild card.

Probably draw the Yankees and then all the pressure is gonna be on them

because they're gonna win like 120 games. Now what's crazy about the playoffs now

is you can come limp and in win an 89 90 games. Get the fucking wild car and

knock off a team. You know, they get hot at the right time. I mean I'm telling

these guys these guys could be dangerous. This is the 89 and fucking 91 team.

Nobody wants to play. Sorry, I didn't have time to do math. Was it 162 games?

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