... while I listen to my team's game, that you've so kindly prevented me from seeing live, I can surely watch many, many other games via my MLB season subscription.  Oh look, it's the Braves and Phillies both losing... and the Mets are winning on FAN, and I can totally watch the Mets game right after I finish dessert... WIN/WIN!

I'm not quite sure how you sleep at night, knowing that kids of all ages who don't/can't have exorbitantly priced cable packages aren't able to watch their teams play, but I imagine that it includes some kind of elaborate concoction of pharmaceuticals, sobbing, paid attendants to pretend they care about you, and an exaggerated affinity for denial at a deep, deep level.  But hey, you've got lots of money, so you must be totally happy!  Congratulations!

I won't wish it on you, because I value my karma above all other 'things,' but I speculate that you will most definitely get yours.  And I just want to assure you that I will be *completely* sympathetic to you when your life is in ruin!  Really!




[Yeah... not really.]