Does anybody else feel like Bob Ueker in "Major League" today, the part when he slumps over onto his broadcast desk? I mean, i haven't been this hopelessly depressed about my home team since i saw Paul Pierce carried off the court in agony in Game 1 of the NBA finals . The difference here is that unlike the miraculous return that played out with Pierce, complete with triumphant horns and white doves as he emerged from the tunnel....we won't be seeing Awesome Tom for a long, long...long time.
I think i'll crap my pants now, who fucking cares anymore.
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