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Why, no, this post has nothing to do with football.
Why, no, this post has nothing to do with football.

Earlier today, Tim wrote the BRB admins a short note:

Dear Wonderful BRB Team,

Tonight is my special night out with my pet chihuahua, Ricky, so I hope one of you can cover for my absence with a hard-hitting article or wonderful foresight or anything, really. Tonight is about me and Ricky, and you can't take that away from me.

Bear hugs,

Tim

So.....uhhhhhhh....hmmmmmmm....yeahhhhhh....

Ummmmm, my son had a baseball game tonight! He ripped a triple to right, basically painting the line, which was nice. His pitching was interesting. After throwing nothing but strikes in the bullpen and during warm-up, he promptly hit the mascot with the first pitch. And we don't even HAVE a mascot, so that was all sorts of messed up. My knees hurt from catching so many pitches, and I can't find my ice packs anywhere. Dangit. It looks like I need three more words for 150. And there it goes!

So, BRB, here's your Worst Open Thread Ever. Enjoy.