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Sadly it's only my thoughts, just the flatulent ooze from my mind.

Nothing profound, nothing lasting: just a moment of pure satisfaction.
Sorry if it smells.


To stop those embarrassing displays of stupidity, just take one Braino before each instance of thought. It's guaranteed to work or your money back.

Do you blow your horn,
cut the cheese,
let Polly out of jail,
pop a bean,
burnout,
launch a loaf,
shoot a bunny,
light the match,
or drop an air biscuit?
Have you ever let a breezer,
a carpet stainer,
a wet willy,
a poop gopher,
a trouser trumpet,
a sonic blast,
a cushion creeper,
a rumbler,
a string of pearls,
a hershey squirt,
a turtle head,
or a nut knocker?
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Friday, December 7, 2007

Coming Clean

Ok. I'm gonna come clean.
It's hard to admit when I'm wrong, expecially when it has to do with something that I care about as much as the St. Louis Cardinals. It's hard to except that someone I feel is such a good person, who I looked up to, is just human. It's real hard to let go of that feeling of being part of something truely great. Because I think he still has that in him. I'm talking about Rick Ankiel.
The part that bothers me is that I started making excuses for him. He was young. He was at the point that he didn't care and would try just about anything to get back his health. He has gone through so much in such a short few years that he lost his mind. He made a bad decision. It wasn't illegal. It wasn't illegal for him to use. Baseball didn't have anything against the use of HGH at that time. But Rick knew it was something that would be looked bad on him for doing.
Every since the news came out about it, I've going over the stuff in my head. What would I do in that same situation? Would the risk be worth the reward? Would I be willing to except the stigma that goes with it? I just don't know........

1 comment:

Brian said...

I won't say it's an easy question. I just think it's a testament to a player's insecurity if he does crap like that.

Betrayal is certainly one of the strongest emotions.