02-22-2009, 09:16 PM
I was 11, going on 12, sitting in my bedroom in my Little League uniform, watching the game on a 12-inch back and white TV. I was uncomfortable as hell in my regulation cup and stirrups, but I was too nervous too move, for fear that I would miss another Sandberg dinger.
I've just finished watching the game, now age 36, and I still get goose bumps.
That's right; I said, "12-inch," "cup," "dinger," and "goose."
I've just finished watching the game, now age 36, and I still get goose bumps.
That's right; I said, "12-inch," "cup," "dinger," and "goose."
One dick can poke an eye out. A hundred dicks can move mountains.
--Veryzer
--Veryzer