End of Line
Sic Semper Tyrannis
- Mar 20, 2009
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I mean, I can ask. But that would probably also put an end to John and Brenda’s plushie adventure.
We have to take the good with that bad unfortunately
I mean, I can ask. But that would probably also put an end to John and Brenda’s plushie adventure.
Let me guess. In your fantasy you’re 6’5 and 220lbs and have several beautiful women after you, right?**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.
You don't need to be an IT expert to know that a computer needs to be updated.as long as the plushie stories end too
jsut go back to everyone talking about the news and life
the f*** would you know about IT
How many times am I going to have to tell you The U will not win one ACC game this year?@PanthersPens62 you see your Duke lay the "Smack down" on your Miami Canes
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.How many times am I going to have to tell you The U will not win one ACC game this year?
#LetsGoDuke
Let me guess. In your fantasy you’re 6’5 and 220lbs and have several beautiful women after you, right?
Heading to Old Navy later today.
Ah yes. This is the kind of riveting discussion buried by AI stories about John’s plushie life.Heading to Old Navy later today.
The hoodie I ordered online is too smallMake sure you try pants on before buying them this time
Get ready to hang that Presidents Trophy Banner again,I know you're all seething about the Caps being on top of the points leaderboard
Keep hating you're making us famous
blame the LTIR cap circumvention haters
This. Or at least add spoiler tagsBan AI generated walls of text posted by John Price
when will you go back to workThis. Or at least add spoiler tags
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
they had hoodie giveaway at the eagles game and I kept arguing with the giveaway staff like these hoodies are too small. and they only had m and xl so I ended up getting an XL but when I tried to trade they were like that's medium bro you can't get another oneJust accept the fact you’re fat and need an XL
Triple xJust accept the fact you’re fat and need an XL