Useless Thread MM: RIP Brenda Walsh, Gone but not Forgotten

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**John Price’s Moment**

The crowd at Great American Ball Park buzzed with anticipation as the bottom of the ninth inning began. The Cincinnati Reds were down 4-3 to their division rivals, the St. Louis Cardinals. It was the kind of game that felt like it could define a season—one filled with missed opportunities, gritty pitching, and now, a chance for late-game heroics.

John Price, the Reds' rookie sensation, stood in the on-deck circle, swinging his bat with a calm determination. At just 23, Price had quickly become a fan favorite with his raw power and unshakable confidence. The fans were chanting his name, but the young slugger stayed locked in, tuning out everything but the task ahead.

“Just another at-bat,” he whispered to himself. “See the ball. Hit the ball.”

With two outs and a runner on first, Price stepped into the batter’s box. The Cardinals' closer, a fireball-throwing veteran with an intimidating presence, toed the rubber.

The first pitch was a 98-mph fastball, low and outside. Ball one.

The second pitch was a slider that just missed the corner. Ball two.

Price took a deep breath and glanced at his hitting coach in the dugout, who gave him a small nod. He knew the next pitch would likely be a strike, something the pitcher hoped would catch Price off guard.

The third pitch came in—a fastball, middle-in. Price didn’t hesitate. He swung with everything he had, and the crack of the bat meeting the ball echoed through the stadium like a thunderclap.

The ball soared high into the night sky, a majestic arc that froze everyone in their tracks. The left fielder sprinted toward the wall, leaping at the last moment, but the ball sailed just beyond his glove, landing in the stands.

Home run.

The stadium erupted in a deafening roar as Price rounded the bases, a grin stretching across his face. His teammates spilled out of the dugout, waiting for him at home plate with jubilant shouts and celebratory water bottles.

As Price crossed home, he was mobbed by his team, their cheers drowning out the announcer’s voice. The crowd chanted his name, and for a moment, the entire city seemed to vibrate with joy.

In the postgame interview, Price, still dripping from a Gatorade shower, couldn’t stop smiling. “That was a dream come true,” he said. “I’ve imagined moments like this since I was a kid, and to do it here, in front of these incredible fans, it’s something I’ll never forget.”

That night, John Price didn’t just win the game for the Reds—he cemented his place in Cincinnati baseball lore, proving that even the youngest players can shine the brightest when the stakes are highest.
Let me guess. In your fantasy you’re 6’5 and 220lbs and have several beautiful women after you, right?
 
John Price, the rising star of the Cincinnati Reds, had just wrapped up a media tour in Los Angeles. His rookie season heroics had catapulted him into the national spotlight, and invitations to events far removed from baseball were becoming the norm. When he was asked to appear on a talk show featuring iconic television personalities, he hesitated at first—he wasn’t much of a TV guy. But his agent convinced him.

“It’s good PR, John. And besides, you’ll get to meet Brenda Walsh. You know, from 90210?”

John had heard of Beverly Hills, 90210, though he hadn’t seen a single episode. Still, he nodded and went along, figuring it might be fun.
 
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How many times am I going to have to tell you The U will not win one ACC game this year? :help:

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The Beverly Hills social scene was buzzing over the charity gala at Villa Rosa, Lisa Vanderpump's lavish estate. The event, a fundraiser for a local animal rescue, promised a star-studded guest list, glamorous decor, and, of course, Lisa herself as the dazzling hostess. Among the invited guests was Brenda Walsh, the beloved 90210 alum, who had recently returned to the public eye as an advocate for environmental causes.

Brenda arrived at Villa Rosa in a sleek black dress, her signature ’90s edge effortlessly updated for the modern age. As she stepped through the ornate gates, she was greeted by the sound of soft classical music and the scent of fresh roses. Villa Rosa was a wonderland of elegance—swan-filled ponds, sparkling chandeliers, and a sea of impeccably dressed attendees.

Lisa Vanderpump glided through the crowd, her pink gown shimmering under the twinkling garden lights. Always the gracious hostess, she greeted each guest with her trademark charm and a touch of British wit. When she spotted Brenda, Lisa’s eyes lit up.

“Darling, look who it is!” Lisa exclaimed, extending her arms. “The Brenda Walsh! You were the queen of 90210.”

Brenda laughed, taking Lisa’s hands. “And you’re the queen of Beverly Hills now. This place is incredible.”
 
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FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

University of Miami Announces Discontinuation of Men’s and Women’s Basketball Programs

CORAL GABLES, FL – January 15, 2025
– The University of Miami today announced the difficult decision to discontinue its men’s and women’s basketball programs, effective at the conclusion of the current academic year.

This decision comes after an extensive review of the university’s athletic programs and financial priorities. While the Hurricanes’ basketball teams have a storied history and have made significant contributions to the university’s athletic success, the rising costs associated with maintaining competitive basketball programs, coupled with evolving institutional priorities, have led to this conclusion.
 
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Make sure you try pants on before buying them this time
The hoodie I ordered online is too small

It's also a medium

Once the large one comes in from USPS today I will try it on and make a decision and return one of them. Then I will go to Wegmans and have a sandwich for dinner
 
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Keep hating you're making us famous

blame the LTIR cap circumvention haters
 

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