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I was surfing around today during my morning break and found a video of the Rittman Marching Band from last year on Youtube. I tried to get it on my sidebar, but I was notified that the owner only allows the clip to be viewed on Youtube. So, click here and enjoy. You also hear some of their announcer, one of the loudest.

Next, I want to introduce you to one of my new friends, Curmudgeon. He is from Chicago and is a White Sox fan, but I forgive him for that. The Indian's magic number, by the way is now 3. Hopefully we won't need it but the White Sox may need to help out , as they play Detroit next weekend to wrap up the season. Anyway, as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted by myself, Curmudgeon's blog is called Second Effort. I visited a few times and enjoy what I see.

On Monday, Curmudgeon posted about a blown chance to see history. He had a chance to see Jim Thome hit his 500th home run, but missed out. He then goes on to say that even though he is booed in Cleveland, he will go into the hall of fame wearing an Indians cap, as well he should. I then left a comment that Chicago can go ahead and take credit for Albert Belle. I think we both agree that Baltimore can have all the credit for him.

Visit his blog. It's listed on my sidebar. If you like what you see, leave a comment. That goes for any of the blogs you visit. We like the attention.

Comments

The Curmudgeon said…
Indeed we do.

Thanks.

But you gotta stop with the Albert Belle stuff! Please! It's painful....
Cliff said…
I promise no more you know who.

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