Marianne, I lost you in a dream
Then, the dream came true
Marianne, tell me every little thing
That you're going through
There's got to be something I could do
I can't stop thinking about you
I can't stop thinking about you
I can't stop thinking about you
I miss real intentional walks. The crowd booing, the .01% chance something weird would happen, the batter giving off “Yeah, I knew you didn’t want any this” vibes. If you want to walk a guy you should at least have to look like pussies for 30 seconds. It was good.
NBA home blowouts are especially soul crushing because the DJ just keeps firing up instrumentals from 2005 rap songs while your team misses its 11th consecutive three