Tuesday, October 24, 2006

I have little to offer on MLB's SmudgeGate.

I didn't have a really good look at it from Section 211, Row 17, Seat 18 on Sunday night...

That, and we were too busy yelling "Weeea-ver, Weeee-ver," at the former Detroit Tigers' property.

Thanks to all who encouraged us to go--a great anniversary present for us (seven years yesterday), and one that we'll always remember.

Arranging the victory was the really expensive part, as you can imagine.
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