In true form- as I'm never wrong (a bad habit I've learned from my wife), Roger Clemens supported my prediction by rather handily winning the Cy Young. Just for the record, I do not begrudge him the honor. He had a helluva year and almost took the Astros to the Series. I suppose in my less than lucid moments, I regress back to my days as a skinny, little kid in elementary school and root for the underdog. Or, it could by my need to rail against the great injustices of the world and I simply feel bad for a guy (Randy Johnson) who has an awesome year on a pigshit team that gives him no run support. Oh well, he has his millions of dollars and cool nickname to console him through the winter months...
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