!tunes: TERRA - ever snow
!mood: AAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH
!doing: typing
(by the way, I wrote this yesterday but didn't post it, so I'm posting it today. the game happened yesterday, there isn't even a game today, lollaborday)
That is the face Nate was most likely making fifteen seconds after they took him out of the game. I think he's thinking, "WHY THE ******** DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME!?"
For those of you who didn't watch the game or care enough to know what happened, here's how the game went:
Mario & Rod (announcers): HOKAI GAME START
Tigers: *promptly begin a*** LOL *score 7 runs*
Nate: *strikes out half the lineup and pitches no-hitter until the fifth* I'M ON FIYAH YOOOOOOOOOOOH
Athletics: SCREE *score only two runs, cower in fear*
Leyland: OKAI NATE YOU'RE DONE, ACTIVATE BULLPEN
Nate: MY WORK HAS BEEN DONE, FOR WE NOW LEAD BY 5! TAKE GOOD CARE OF IT, TRUSTY RELIEF PITCHERS!
Bullpen: *PROCEEDS TO ******** EVERYTHING UP*
So yes, at one point we were ahead by seven runs and the A's (THE A'S! THE FRIGGIN A'S) tied it up in the ninth and we went into extra innings. Nate did really well, but then our ******** relievers/closers served the game on a platter (credit goes to Samara Pearlstein). How the hell do you give up three runs in two minutes of being put in (coughRodney) or give up a two-run homer to KURT SUZUKI (coughJones), all with NO OUTS?
On an even more ridiculous level, everyone who we needed to lose today, did. The Yankees, Mariners and asdfdklsas;Indians all got creamed today. They are all in the wild card/AL central race, which we are slimly trailing behind, and this game was handed to us. We could taste it. Everything was working in our favor (except the incredibly slim chance of a Nate Robertson no-hitter, which my grandmother and I were contemplating upon during the game) OH YEAH THEN ENTER THE BULLPEN. ONCE AGAIN, ALL OF NATE'S HARD WORK AMOUNTS TO s**t, AND WE THROW A MUCH-NEEDED WIN DOWN THE SHITTER. AAAAAAAAARGH
The only thing good about that game was Pudge fondling Inge in the dugout, and Inge trying to ignore it, even though his face got all red and flushed. I was filled with girlish glee.
I start school tomorrow, I'm totally unprepared, and I have no idea where anything is. The first week is going to be hell.
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My Dad was sooo pissed. He was screaming at the TV for like fifteen minutes.
I'm personally going to hunt done Todd Jones and chop off his p***s with a chain saw.
He's ******** up more games this season then I can frickin' count.
Also, I don't know if you saw this or not: Right after the end of the ninth the camera dudes showed for a few seconds Leland in the dugout. Next to him to Jones, sitting there like the douche he is looking sorry for himself. Except they're next to each other but a few feet apart, obviously purposely. And Leland has his head turned completely away from Jones, and he looks PISSED. I pretty much pissed myself laughing when I saw it.
By the way, I think you'll enjoy the fact my Dad and I call Rodney "Rollarcoaster Rodney", we have been for a while. Yes, we make up names for the Tigers when we're bored.