Freddy Patek and Paul Splittorf are smiling somewhere.
And that's the ballgame.
Someday that'll be the Expos celebrating a championship.
Hey a guy can dream, can't he?
George Brett is smiling and he's not somewhere; he's right there.
Ultimately I didn't care who won but I was pulling for the Royals since they did me a solid by eliminating the Jays. I pulled for them in 1985 for the exact same reason.
Oops. Splittorf died of cancer in 2011. Let's replace him with Quizenberry and the toothpick dude, U.L.W.
Sounds like a fairy tale.And that's the ballgame.
Someday that'll be the Expos celebrating a championship.
Hey a guy can dream, can't he?
LOL...must be weHave
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Your opponents can never win or beat you. You can only succeed or fail. The onus always falls on you. You are always to blame for anything bad that happens. All your opponents ever do is take the credit for your failure.
It is true to some extent. If my son is beaten by a forward in a hockey game, it is more his failure to do his job than anything the other forward does to beat him. If he takes a shot and it is saved, it is as much if not more his failure to beat the goalie than the goalie saving it. If I lose in court, then it is my failure.