Last night was my first time seeing Phil Hughes and Joba Chamberlain pitch live. (Yes, I live in Chicago. No, I won't apologize for it. At least this city's not closing Wrigley Field.) I lost my Joba-ginity, you might say.
What happens now is obvious - every time I'm at a game and Joba comes in, I have to leave the ballpark.
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Friday, April 25, 2008
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