Things I think of when watching the game that will not end

Someday I hope I can be like Eric Clapton and play timeless blues guitar -- to help sell high-speed internet and assorted products.

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Dear Geoff Blum,

From the bottom of my heart, thank you for that run.


Dear Juan Uribe,

I forgive you that error, because you ended the game. Bless you.


Dear Major League Baseball,

You kept me up way past curfew. For shame!