The next thing you know you wake up spread out in an awkward position somewhere other than your own bed … your mouth open and so dry you could swear there’s a bone in there … wearing remnants of the party … beside a stranger whose name you can’t place.
This post was added on Sunday, February 03, 2008 by Tom Swift at 10:11 and is filed under Dog Days.
"You get to decide what has meaning and what doesn't. You get to decide what to worship."
-David Foster Wallace
Chief Bender's Burden won the 2009 Seymour Medal, which recognizes the year's best work of baseball history.
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