Desperate times call for desperate measures: today's photo of the day is of the team stepping up in the dugout to high-five Aaron Hill after he scores a run.
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POTD mojo for the entire team? Good idea.
Do you not tremble and shudder sometimes, thinking of the Awesome Power you possess? If you'd only been able to get a Dave Bush picture, he probably wouldn't be riding the buses right now...
Hmmm... I think Magpie has a point.
Aaron, how can you let our team down like this?
Do you have a secret hatred against David Bush? I think there are motives to your actions (or lack of action - shots) and you are partially responsible for getting Bush demoted...
I now have my crack team of specialists working on the case. I'll get to the bottom of this once and for all! Trust me.
Aaron, how can you let our team down like this?
Do you have a secret hatred against David Bush? I think there are motives to your actions (or lack of action - shots) and you are partially responsible for getting Bush demoted...
I now have my crack team of specialists working on the case. I'll get to the bottom of this once and for all! Trust me.
BD, I was there for pictures three times, twice were Halladay starts and once was Towers. This, in fact, is the very best picture of David Bush that I have, and I didn't process this roll until yesterday.
Sorry! I really did try.
Sorry! I really did try.
You notice he has no problem getting pictures of hs namesake. Let us pile on the Guilt, heap it up in layers...
Something I'm curious about - did you have an opportunity to shoot during warmups, or just during the game?
Oh! Just thought of something! Did it even occur to you to see if you could find Geddy Lee in the stands? Rush mojo! :-)
I would have had the opportunity to shoot during warmups if I had arrived in time for them. I'm a slacker who spends too much time playing with his kid.
Just look at Doc in that picture, what a competitor. You can tell what he's thinking right then and there just by looking at him:
"here I am.... rock you like a hurricane...."
"here I am.... rock you like a hurricane...."
I'm a slacker who spends too much time playing with his kid.
Kids are slackers. I'm not sure what we are.
So if I'm 22, how many more years do I get to call myself a slacker before I'm not a kid anymore?
It's a state of mind - it's a state of grace. I like to think of myself as a slacker. See, my hair may be just a memory but I'm still a kid at heart.