Thursday, September 25, 2003
Hmm, a lawsuit? I've told you: I have nine days until I get married, and all I can think of is baseball. And then I see this.
Maybe I have a case. I can't even begin to tell you how close I am to try calling off the Honeymoon so I can be in Chicago for the NLCS.
Maybe it's time I dig out the old H-A column I wrote the day of Brant Brown's dropped fly ball, where I suggested suing them.
Maybe I have a case. I can't even begin to tell you how close I am to try calling off the Honeymoon so I can be in Chicago for the NLCS.
Maybe it's time I dig out the old H-A column I wrote the day of Brant Brown's dropped fly ball, where I suggested suing them.
