Let Me See Them Hands In The Sky...

...Detroit Motherfuckas Till We Die!!

I always forget how exciting the last few innings of a baseball game can be. Monday night's game was incredibly nerve-wracking, but watching the games is always a good excuse to just scream obscenities...as if I needed one. Verlander had an amazing game - high strike-out count and triple digit fastballs. Unreal. It was "the edge of your seat" till the last second though. I take great pleasure in the fact that Pretty-Boy Jeter was the last out for the Yankees. On your knees, you know what to do, Jeter.

Yeah, hi, I apparently can still get worked up about baseball.

Tuesday night's game is not even worth talking about. It's like we got nailed for grand theft auto and went to prison and found out our cellmate was from a biker gang and he's doing life. We were the fresh meat and it would have been nice if they had used some lube.

Of course, I do have to give credit where credit is due...Granderson made two unfuckingbelievable catches on Tuesday. I still find it a bit weird to see him in a Yankee uniform inside Comerica Park, but man, he earned those catches, possibly with blood.

Here is video of his catches.

Curtis, just come home, baby. We miss you.

In Non-Sports News...( I had this dream about Jeremy Sisto and Elijah Wood. In which they made out. )

In Sum: THAT'S WHY WE GET THESE FUCKING Ds TATTOOED ON OUR ARMS.