In Doctor Fausto's absence, Justin Germano climbs the honorable mound. Yea, he steps with honor to the cloud-darkened rubber, where once--
whoops! Adam swung at the first pitch and lobbed it to center field. The Indians defense barely makes the catch.
Ozymandias tells Adam he's through for the day. Some bozo will pinch-designated-hit the rest of this game.
Well, now, what could a blonde beast do with an empty dugout and no more at-bats?
FIE!
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Friday, April 1, 2011
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