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some quick points:
-i never have to hear "1918" ever again, whether it's being chanted in daddy stadium or from guys on the street
-finally, something to offset john henry williams and no no nanette and eckersley's coke runs and those embarrassments running tangent to the sox
-around 70% of the people i talked to last night had cried at some point (all dudes)
-i really, really liked this team - it was like the fraternity house, just a random bunch of dudes that made each other better . . . so weird
-the script was perfect . . . and i want to murder tim mccarver, that guy is a retard, but even he had to acknowledge it
-i'm going to grin for 5 straight months
RC
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