by King Brody
Cool drenched dreams and a night with the Fantastiks! Five o'clock came early Friday, travel north, travel north! To TV and ale and mostly Italian women! 'Tis to the Great American Sports Bar we journey; prepare to sit alone and stare. Good seats are still available. Baseball's on tap and no one cares more than our strapping hero. Japanese engineering gets him there quicker, hurry up unsuspecting women and swallow down your liquor. He's coming, he's closer, he's wetting his hair. He jumps, he claps, he stares with foul rotten eyes. "The Fountainhead's my bible," he roared, "Yankees win, Yankees win. C'mon Sox I'll be here waiting."
College football recap to come.
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