Picture this: it's 2018. Hanging with lady friend. She asks, "what are we?" You, an intellectual, respond, "I'm just a notch in your bed post and you're just a line in a song." Pete Wentz appears. It's actually 2005. You're at a FOB concert. Living your best life.
What an absolutely monumental piss blast of homerun in Toronto to take the lead to go to the World Series and get swept by a team with a 4 billion dollar payroll and a 6 foot 8 Japanese guy with a gambling addiction that pitches and hits bombs
There is zero chance I will ever “feel” for any other team ever suffering a big loss on a bonehead play. Every time the Mets kick the ball around you’ve got 29 other fanbases & the national baseball media tweeting “LOLMets,” Jeff included.
So #PhiLOLies it is.