As Autumn arrives, I'll slowly grow blue.
Not from the disappearing sun, but from its early victim: baseball.
I don't understand football.
I know how it's played, I know the game -- oh, yeah, I know it. But I don't understand it.
|Mister Muleboy at Dodgers Stadium|
sigh. . . .
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