Thanks to the Jazz for getting my mind off of how bad I felt for Crosby... I was feeling REALLY bad for those Jazz during the last jaw-clenching three minutes of their game last night. Ah, the turnovers! The couch I was sitting in has a hole in it now... I was burning anxiety like never before. Need I mention... where would they be without Boozer?
Whew. A close one.
GO JAZZ!
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Sounds like a good busy time...and happy birthday to your buddy Bono (if that is his real name) :)
Crosby will be okay. Apparently all kids have a bad time for the first day or so with the shots. He looks like a lean, mean fightin' machine...and he'll be back in the Octagon before you know it going against Tito Ortiz to make his mommy proud. :)
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