An electric pencil sharpener and a pumpkin, somehow they seem to represent what October means to me. Well, not so much the sharpener. But the pumpkin for sure. Now I need a football. And Joe Buck with a fist in his jaw. That's what October means to me. If the Yankees get to inexplicably start their playoffs a day later every year, at least stick them in the early game! They don't need to be prime time every game! The Rockies will have played twice before either the Yankees or Indians take the field. Unfair.
Go Rox!
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