Watching the ESPN Gamecast while listening to internet radio is a little like playing Atari 2600 football with Larry Munson. Except Sam isn't mixing a pitcher of martinis, Bettye isn't baking brownies and I'm not sitting in a red pleather bean bag.
However, I can't get the full effect of 8-bit receivers dropping the ball.
A neighbor across the breezeway probably wonders what "fuck the catamounts" means.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
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