This song sounds really good when you're really fucking pissed at someone when they blow off meeting you without leaving a message saying they weren't going to meet you and that you can just go into the ballpark and you don't have to fucking stand there for 50 minutes wondering what the fuck the delay is and then when you finally go in and it starts raining and then the people behind you have small children who yell in your ear for an inning and kick your seat repeatedly until you get so fucking fed up you have to get the fuck outta there.
Whew, I feel much better after that run on sentence. At least the Yankees lost.
And man, does this song fucking bring the rock.
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