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| 1974 - 13 years before I was 12. |
Oh, don't get me wrong, I am watching it right now, probably out of some rote Pavlovian response. Believe me, if I had anything anything going on on this summer Tuesday evening, I would be doing it - and besides, listening to Joe Buck and Tim McCarver is punishment for felony crimes in some nations. Anyway, I guess in my experience, it would seem excitement for the All Star game peaked somewhere between ages 9 and 12 and just faded away after that. Oh well. What I am excited about is this:
Yes, that is a giant FU Bloomberg soda, two Beefy Nacho Burritos and two 2012 Allen and Ginter blasters. I will have the game on, but I am infinitely more interested in the entertainment at hand. More to come.
