i got really antsy as huston pitched in the bottom of the 11th last night. so antsy, in fact, that i said something that didn't quite come out right. it went something like this.
"ugh. he's got three balls!"
i could have substituted just about ANY verb for "got" like "thrown," "spewed," or "projectiled." but as i'm always ever so eloquent, i went with "got." and just to clarify things, i was referring to his pitching and not his pants. nice job, becca, nice job.
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