Filed under, things I don't know about myself...
When I moved to NC in August, my mom sent me off with a ton of different piles of junk that I didn't need. Now, we are getting a third roommate, (my cousin, yay!), so I've been trying to cram two rooms full of crap into one. Anyway, one thing I came across was a box of my baseball card. Back when I was a freshman or a sophomore, and my brother was in first or second grade, we got into baseball cards. Mainly because there was a cool hobby shop like store at my house, partly because I had just started to really like baseball, and lastly because I'm a huge dork. It's a wonder to myself that I had any friends at all in highschool. Okay, friend. I had a friend in high school. Moving on... I had forgotten a few things about myself. I loved Mike Mussina. I really, really, really loved Mike Mussina. Now, please forgive me for a moment and remember that during this time, he was quite the pitcher: 1996 27 BAL AL 19 11 36 36 4 1 0 0 243.3 1997 28 BAL AL 15 8 33 33 4 1 0 0 224...