tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003713321306720082.post8399351705135771990..comments2023-10-30T03:55:20.017-04:00Comments on Respect the Tek: We do not flash Doug Mirabelli in this houselucky number 33http://www.blogger.com/profile/16927425445373342462noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003713321306720082.post-89211772535161933792007-07-25T15:46:00.000-04:002007-07-25T15:46:00.000-04:00I am the proud owner of a Pedroia home jersey, alt...I am the proud owner of a Pedroia home jersey, although I must admit I had to buy it on ebay where it was listed as a Kevin Millar shirt.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003713321306720082.post-70930822925713408732007-06-21T01:26:00.000-04:002007-06-21T01:26:00.000-04:00I am extremely superstitious about all things Sox,...I am extremely superstitious about all things Sox, and I'm not positive that free tickets will actually improve their fortunes, but given the track record we've got, I think we should, you know, keep testing the hypothesis.lucky number 33https://www.blogger.com/profile/16927425445373342462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003713321306720082.post-91465378324148297572007-06-14T09:06:00.000-04:002007-06-14T09:06:00.000-04:00Okay, there must be some kind of good karma action...Okay, there must be some kind of good karma action happening when someone is given free tickets (in good seats) to a Sox game where Dougie's starting. I had free tickets to his start where he caught Tavarez who went seven full and gave up one run. And then Paps was all, "Hi, I'm Jonathan Papelbon and I'll be owning your asses now if that's cool." And now this. So what I'm saying is, people should probably just keep giving us free tickets is what. <BR/><BR/>Also, the Dugout linkage? YES.Kristenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07036373789172911608noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003713321306720082.post-23902865132134456672007-06-13T23:27:00.000-04:002007-06-13T23:27:00.000-04:00When I lived in Seattle (going on 20 years ago, an...When I lived in Seattle (going on 20 years ago, and Christ, that is not a happy thought), it was so cheap and easy to go that my father took me all the time. I remember the endless expanses of concrete we'd walk through to get to our seats, and a whole lot of batting practices where I hung out near the foul line being a cute child asking for a ball. I also remember the beginning of my crush on Ken Griffey, Jr. (I had his poster on my wall) which abides to this day, forcing me to vote for him all 25 times I've filled out the All Star Ballot.<BR/><BR/>-C.lucky number 33https://www.blogger.com/profile/16927425445373342462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9003713321306720082.post-84308526535559239972007-06-13T22:39:00.000-04:002007-06-13T22:39:00.000-04:00KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGDOME. I saw a game in the Ki...KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGDOME. I saw a game in the Kingdome when I was, uh, twelve? It was like watching a baseball game in someone's living room.always thinking about papelbonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18134473779959378299noreply@blogger.com