I wasn't even at this game and I am infuriated and embarrassed that the Fresh Cut juggernaut fell incomprehensibly to the trucker-hat toting men in ca-ca brown, The Tsunamis, again with last at-bats and again by one run. I do not know nor to I want to know exactly what happened except to say that there will be some serious playoff-time reckoning if and when the Tsunami's wash ashore again. If there is any truth to the patently offensive rumor that the knucklesoft once again silenced the nano-tech laced bats of the Fresh Cut crew, I swear I will tear off an un-mustachioned rant like those heard in softball days of yore, one that will carry from the confines of Payson park to the hinterlands of Riverton field.
F the Tsunamis. Vengence will be ours.
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