Thursday, March 18, 2010

Man, I Feel You, by J.R.

The game was tide in the bottom of the seventh and I came to the plate. I was so tired that my eyes were dripping sweat. Well, the pitcher threw the ball down the heart of the plate and I hit it over the left field fence to win the game! Man, Jeter, I know how it feels to win walking in style.

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