Last night, Arizona Diamondback Randy Johnson (nickname: "The Big Unit" no, I'm not making that up) pitched a perfect game against the Atlanta Braves. I was at my local club later that night. Like many clubs, they have a bunch of TVs with Sportscenter on all the time. Well, while I was watching the hilights of this remarkable achievement for probably the 5th time, I started to choke up. I don't care about the Diamondbacks or anything (I live in San Diego), but I love baseball to the point that it makes me very emotional. One of the girls walking by even checked to make sure I was OK. No use trying to explain that I was overwhelmed and awed by athletic perfection.
I guess I'm weird, even by SC junkie standards. Hot girls are excellent but baseball is important!



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Then as soon as she turns away from him he goes right back to watching the stage again

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