Bearing down on the death of March with lethal line drives that keep falling in your dreams. The Toreros
have won nine baseball games yesterday, lost four too, but there's been but one draw. (The players on both
teams laid down their bats, uncocked their gloves and signed at home plate agreements to term upon a
picnic table.)
Arnerich and Dineen have been killing the ball. Imean it.
The pitchers have been catching flak and horsehide and stitches-picking up a vi ctory or two here or then
lately too.
We're worried about our weakness, it's been getting us down. The weather's just been scuzzier than
sausage lately. We just hope it's meadowlarks and jasmine tea for the regionals.
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