The once more hapless Devil Rays, and please God may they (or the troublesome El Birdos) not poke a stick in our spokes as we race down this season’s home stretch.
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That could change if Oakland loses its hold on first place in Outer Weird Pacifica, but even if the A’s do drop to second, our position
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Unlike, let us say, the supposed Campbell’s Chunky Soup Curse, where I can only find four football players— Terrell Davis, Kurt Warner, Jerome Bettis and Donovan McNabb—who actually suffered injuries after appearing in the ads, despite all the rumors.
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Nine is the number that comes to mind, but you know what Ole Case said: “You could look it up.”
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I am allowed to say stuff like this, because according to John Cheever, the belles lettres version of Ole Case, “all literary men must be Red Sox fans.” My reputation as a literary man is actually in some dispute, but I
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Tanyon Sturtze, for instance, lately miserable in middle relief for the Yankees (he went two-thirds of an inning in his last appearance), was utterly brilliant last night.
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That would be roughly seventy-five hundred, most of them equipped with Yankee hats, Derek Jeter T-shirts, and upturned middle fingers for people wearing Red Sox gear.
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Sorry, Blue, but that slo-mo replay has no mercy.
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Ah, but under the circumstances, the
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Three out of five rather than four out of seven.
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The Indians at Jacobs Field, the Rockies at Coors, and the Giants at Pac Bell.
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For the record, I think that hitting Millar was an accident. But, accident or on purpose, Kazmir did the Boston batters one hell of a favor by dealing himself out.
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It would be their fifth win in a row.
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Loathsome El Birdos.
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NAH—it’s just a common sports malady: choking disease. SK
