here at YFSF. The burst of energy provided by the beginning of Spring Training has passed, and since there have been no scandalous hackings of cell phones and no verbal smackdowns of slap-happy prima donnas to harp on, we’ve slowed it down a bit. Work deadlines are happier, and we’ll be back over the weekend with more. For the moment, though, let’s just enjoy the soft murmur of lingering subpoenas and watch a little Grapefruit League ball. There’s plenty of noise to come, of that we are sure.
Quiet Times…
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Boston Sucks, the road to the championship will always come through the bronx for you guys. Good traveling Ikebob, watch out for flying pumpkins. I hope things go back to the way they were.
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