I keep hoping that I'll end up like Randy Quaid in Major League 2. Constantly doubting these "turning points", always saying "Ahh they're still lousy, they're never going to make it" and then they do and I get to leap out of my chair (while wearing my Johan jersey with black duct tape over it fashioned in the shape of an X) and say "ALRIGHT YOU ALIEN *******S, I'M BAAAAAAAAAACK!"
Oh...mixed up two movies there.
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