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This is that time of year when I check out and start watching basketball - I'm even finding the Leafs worth watching, so far - but I may be the only one. So....

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BA has published their top ten prospects for 2016. It is interesting to note that all ten of last years top ten are still with the system, none were traded this year. That is not surprising after last years clear-out sale.
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One team last won a championship 68 years ago. That's right - even longer than the Leafs.

But that's nothing. The other team last won it all 108 years ago. In the same year that Henry Ford unleashed the Model T on the world.
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Ross Atkins was talking to the media today. No huge surprises.
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Have we reached the point where we're grumpy and dissatisfied with a team that made it to the American League Championship Series?

I don't think so. I hope not, anyway.
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You come in
Check my time
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I got nothing up here. This song's an instrumental anyway.
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You gotta roll with the punches
To get to what is real
Knock down the bastards
And show them how it feels
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Didn't really expect to run the table, did you?

Which reminds me - there is exactly one unbeaten team left in the 2016 post-season.

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Two pretty evenly matched teams, I'd say. And one of them deserves to lose.

They made us many promises, more than I can remember, but they kept just one.  They promised to take our land, and they took it
          - 
Mahpiya Luta (Red Cloud)


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Well, finally getting around to a between series thread with a day to go. Cleveland vs Toronto. Best of 7.
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Be good to get this one. Right here, right now.

The Gates of Mercy shall be all shut up,
And the flesh'd Souldier, rough and hard of heart,
In libertie of bloody hand, shall raunge
With Conscience wide as Hell, mowing like Grass
Your fresh faire Virgins, and your flowring Infants.
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That went well.

And tell the pleasant prince this mock of his
Hath turned his balls to gun-stones, and his soul
Shall stand sore chargèd for the wasteful vengeance
That shall fly with them;


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Once more unto the breach...

Old men forget; yea, all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words...
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.

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Yup, between beating Baltimore and going to Texas with an overflowing thread threatening to take over the world.
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