Monday, August 02, 2004

Nomar hates you and there is no Santa Claus.

When you read this story of young, innocent Red Sox fan heartbreak, I hope it gives you some perspective about what's really important in life.

True Happiness can not be found in the pursuit of money, fame, fleeting earthly possessions. No. I have learned True Happiness can only come in the delight you get when Red Sox fans are tortured. The sweet schadenfreude overtaking my entire body.

Hey, you dumb kids, better get used to it.

"Mommy? Did Nomar do something wrong?"

"No, Braeden. Nomar asked to leave Boston because of something you did. Nomar hates you. You did something wrong."

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