In response to the coolest woman in America

Sarcasm? Nope.

Belief? Yup.

Frog? Woman.

I like the Rays because they are not the Yankees. They embody the “I have no idea how I got here” swagger I've swung every damn day since I turned 22.

When one with a fluctuating mind grinds him or her self into the baseball playoffs, he or she learns, maybe gradually, what keeping an even keel means. It means never giving up. And never believing you’re comfortable with a 7-0 lead.
And it means rooting for the good guys. Sorry, hun. My good guys have socks of red. Blood blends into our uniforms (Schilling, 2004). Yours have socks of…aqua???

Regardless, this by no means involves blowing a 7-0 lead with 12 outs to go, as the announcers commenced their annual countdown to the Red Sox demise.

This involves me really liking your frog story. 5x is unusually amazing.

(And the Sox beating your butt.)