Here was the key quote:<blockquote class="smalltext">All of a sudden, a batting-practice session in February turned into a midseason confrontation...</blockquote>
<blockquote class="smalltext">...Cain unleashed another fastball. Bonds met it over the middle of the plate. The ball landed on a grass-covered hill beyond the right-center-field fence.</blockquote>
Try posting a comment with about 20 lines. Just make it non-sense...oh, that would not be anything new for you guys...<p>ggggggggggggoahireiuaheroiughaeirughaierhgoaierhgoareuhglaiehg oehg aerh gpoaer ghaorehgpoaer hgpoaer hgpoahe rpgoh aerpogh paoerh gpoauer hgpoaeh rgpoae rhpgo aherpogh aporeg hpaoer hgpoaer hgpoaeh rfgpoa erhpog aeporh gpaeo rhgpoaue rhgpo aerg apoeg hapore hgpoae rhgp aerpo gapo erghpaoper hgpoaer g<p>That was cathartic.
20 lines? Gawd! That makes it sound like work!!! Thanks to the immediacy of the internet, I don't have the attention span for 20 hey what's that over there.
Hey, I resent that. Any comment I have ever made here has been clear, concise, well thought-out, and completely relevant to the topic at hand. Really. Sometimes I pretend to be Flea.
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan a stately pleasure-dome decree, where Alph, the sacred river, ran through caverns measureless to man down to a sunless sea, so twice five miles of fertile ground with walls and towers were girdled round. and there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, where blossom'd many an incense-bearing tree. And here were forests as ancient as the hills, enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
But O! That deep romantic chasm which slanted, down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover. A savage place! As holy and enchanted as e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted by woman wailing for her demon lover. In from that chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, as if this Earth in fast thick pants were breathing, a mighty fountain momently was forced, amid whose swift half-intermitted burst, huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail, and 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever, it flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion, through wood and dale the sacred river ran. Then reach'd the caverns measureless to man, and sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean. And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from afar ancestral voices prophesying war!
Whoa! Did you folks memorize that? Is today...I hesitate to ask...a free for all??? Chit chattery Wednesday??? Most of my comments are dumb, I am not proud of the fact, but it is better than crazy.
And here I thought ya'll were brilliant, and you did it with smoke and mirrors. Don't imagine, cm, that what you said about flea has not been noticed, oh HO!
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Comments
Alan - February 21, 2007 8:19 am
Maybe it will be only haiku from here on.
Alan - February 21, 2007 8:32 am
Here was the key quote:<blockquote class="smalltext">All of a sudden, a batting-practice session in February turned into a midseason confrontation...</blockquote>
Alan - February 21, 2007 8:34 am
<blockquote class="smalltext">...Cain unleashed another fastball. Bonds met it over the middle of the plate. The ball landed on a grass-covered hill beyond the right-center-field fence.</blockquote>
Alphonzo - aka Alan - February 21, 2007 8:38 am
“I’m ready,” Bonds proclaimed.
Hans - February 21, 2007 8:51 am
These last few posts are some of your best work.
Hans - February 21, 2007 8:52 am
Just joshin'.....
gr - February 21, 2007 8:53 am
Seems OK from this end.
Alan - February 21, 2007 8:58 am
Try posting a comment with about 20 lines. Just make it non-sense...oh, that would not be anything new for you guys...<p>ggggggggggggoahireiuaheroiughaeirughaierhgoaierhgoareuhglaiehg oehg aerh gpoaer ghaorehgpoaer hgpoaer hgpoahe rpgoh aerpogh paoerh gpoauer hgpoaeh rgpoae rhpgo aherpogh aporeg hpaoer hgpoaer hgpoaeh rfgpoa erhpog aeporh gpaeo rhgpoaue rhgpo aerg apoeg hapore hgpoae rhgp aerpo gapo erghpaoper hgpoaer g<p>That was cathartic.
Hans - February 21, 2007 9:30 am
20 lines? Gawd! That makes it sound like work!!! Thanks to the immediacy of the internet, I don't have the attention span for 20 hey what's that over there.
cm - February 21, 2007 9:43 am
Hey, I resent that. Any comment I have ever made here has been clear, concise, well thought-out, and completely relevant to the topic at hand. Really. Sometimes I pretend to be Flea.
Gordo - February 21, 2007 10:19 am
:-)
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
a stately pleasure-dome decree,
where Alph, the sacred river, ran
through caverns measureless to man
down to a sunless sea,
so twice five miles of fertile ground
with walls and towers were girdled round.
and there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
where blossom'd many an incense-bearing tree.
And here were forests as ancient as the hills,
enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
But O! That deep romantic chasm which slanted,
down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover.
A savage place! As holy and enchanted
as e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted
by woman wailing for her demon lover.
In from that chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
as if this Earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
a mighty fountain momently was forced,
amid whose swift half-intermitted burst,
huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail,
and 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever,
it flung up momently the sacred river.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion,
through wood and dale the sacred river ran.
Then reach'd the caverns measureless to man,
and sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean.
And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from afar
ancestral voices prophesying war!
cm - February 21, 2007 10:24 am
A place where nobody dared to go, the love that we came to know
They call it Xanadu
And now, open your eyes and see, what we have made is real
We are in Xanadu
A million lights are dancing and there you are, a shooting star
An everlasting world and you're here with me, eternally
Xanadu, Xanadu, (now we are here) in Xanadu
Xanadu, Xanadu, (now we are here) in Xanadu
Xanadu, your neon lights will shine for you, Xanadu
The love, the echoes of long ago, you needed the world to know
They are in Xanadu
The dream that came through a million years
That lived on through all the tears, it came to Xanadu
A million lights are dancing and there you are, a shooting star
An everlasting world and you're here with me, eternally
Now that I'm here, now that you're near in Xanadu
Now that I'm here, now that you're near in Xanadu, Xanadu
gr - February 21, 2007 10:40 am
Whoa! Did you folks memorize that? Is today...I hesitate to ask...a free for all??? Chit chattery Wednesday???
Most of my comments are dumb, I am not proud of the fact, but it is better than crazy.
cm - February 21, 2007 10:44 am
Copy and paste, baby, copy and paste.
Alan - February 21, 2007 10:59 am
It may have healed itself. My server masters are the best server masters <i>ever</i>.
Gordo - February 21, 2007 11:08 am
Cm's right ... :-)
Al wanted a long comment and I knew what to look for ....
gr - February 21, 2007 11:09 am
And here I thought ya'll were brilliant, and you did it with smoke and mirrors.
Don't imagine, cm, that what you said about flea has not been noticed, oh HO!
Paul - February 24, 2007 7:49 pm
Nothing wrong with brevity.