It's a good thing it's Good Friday and I'm on my best behavior.

I'm still so upset with the Tribe that I could just hiss and spit.

I'm a cat and even I know you don't swing at the first pitch with the bases loaded and a pitcher on the mound who can't find the plate, and the score tied at 4 in the bottom of the 12th.

Hiss. Spit.

Sorry, headed to confession.

Later,
P.