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December 14, 2005



i never quite understood the buelly/hotness quotient, but i was definitely a fan of his game. always so hard-working and quiet and sincere. godspeed, buelly. i'll never forget the time he hit that second consecutive grand slam in texas: i was talking on the phone to my mother and started screaming in the middle of our conversation. or of course the '04 walkoff homer against the MFYs...you're right Beth, it is starting to hurt now.

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