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We didn't hit as well, but then again the weather changed a lot from our 3 p.m. game to our read more
We didn't hit as well, but then again the weather changed a lot from our 3 p.m. game to our 7:30 p.m. game. We still executed well by putting the bunt down and moving runners over. So that's getting better. And our defense played well behind Erica. So hopefully those will carry over.
I'll prove in only seven days that I can make you a new man.
I'll prove in only seven days that I can make you a new man.
He's wounded no matter what. Just the fact that he had to campaign, and call on the people he's supposed read more
He's wounded no matter what. Just the fact that he had to campaign, and call on the people he's supposed to be leading to bail him out, You never want to call him dead.
If power is for sale, sell your mother to buy it. You can always buy her back again.
If power is for sale, sell your mother to buy it. You can always buy her back again.
Unfortunately, that pitch got away from me.
Unfortunately, that pitch got away from me.
When you go out like that at home, it hurts. I had hoped to see a lot more effort today.
When you go out like that at home, it hurts. I had hoped to see a lot more effort today.
The worst abuse of process is that the United States senators  the majority of which were for John Bolton read more
The worst abuse of process is that the United States senators  the majority of which were for John Bolton  were denied the opportunity to have the fairness of an up or down vote, ... What they ought to be doing, instead of diminishing and criticizing John Bolton, they ought to get behind him.
In peace, competition had become difficult, until the British ship owner cried for war; yet he already felt, without acknowledging read more
In peace, competition had become difficult, until the British ship owner cried for war; yet he already felt, without acknowledging it even to himself, that in war he was likely to enjoy little profit or pleasure on the day when the long, low, black hull of the Yankee privateer, with her tapering, bending spars, her long-range guns, and her sharp-faced captain, should appear on the western horizon, and suddenly, at the sight of heavy-lumbering British merchantman, should fling out her white wings of canvas, and fly down on her prey.
We're basically looking at a 21st-century fence, not a 19th-century fence.
We're basically looking at a 21st-century fence, not a 19th-century fence.