they were the best. why can’t things be fun like that anymore?

So Senator Rosewater, who recently started posting on these very pages, calls me from BWI in a panic. An unfortunate mishap has led to his being stranded at the airport; can his boy save the day and run him back home. Hell, the game’s 6-1, Burres has blown yet another game…I can bail. Save my homie.

So what the fuck happened in between then and me tuning in for a score and hearing Fred Manfra say, “That’s for beating us in ‘79!”? Guts pinch running for Millar? 8 unanswered runs? Just too awesome. I don’t care that we played one of the perennially bad teams of the past 15 years. I am kinda mad I missed it.

And the unis? I would have loved to see the alternate orange pullovers. But the old-school button ups are baller as hell. And how much is that tight cartoon fitted, son?

That’s a long time to be pissed off! Especially if you spent 1979 in utero, effigy, as a gleam in somebody’s eye or unmaterialized in any form in the cosmos. (On the other hand, there are longer waits a-waitin’: justice in the 1972 US-USSR Olympic basketball final, for example, remains to be done.)

Nice win-without-QS, Brian. Nice baserunning debut for Guts, too. (Can we maybe get him to try stealing—head first slides, right hand extended for extra contact with base, ground and possibly fielder’s spikes?)

OK, I love PA (really), but #$x%x this sentimental bull#$x%x: time to keep whompin’ on this loser franchise from the loser league.

Go O’s!

can’t believe we came back to win. I love my O’s!