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I could never leave my team, since my team's name is the best thing there is in this sad world. I'm attached to them like glue. Dump the Critters and hook up with the Bayhawks or the Gold Sox? Uh-uh. Doesn't work.
I've always been this way. No team-hopping. Stay with something.
I have an idea in my head right now for another league, which would be a bit more story-driven than just playing out games (in fact it would involve a bit of manipulating players and teams in commish mode to drive the story), but that's even more work than just playing the game itself, and it doesn't look like I can manage to get that done. In any case, that wouldn't supplant the Furballs. I'm not even trying to get something else underway in earnest because they're the single best team name that I could ever come up with. I'll be with the Furballs 'til I keel over (or at least until the batting register reaches 1,000 players), whether they're playing well or not.
And if they're playing badly? Well. I need a new coat from time to time.
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Portland Raccoons, 92 years of excell-.... of baseball: Furballs here!
1983 * 1989 * 1991 * 1992 * 1993 * 1995 * 1996 * 2010 * 2017 * 2018 * 2019 * 2026 * 2028 * 2035 * 2037 * 2044 * 2045 * 2046 * 2047 * 2048 * 2051 * 2054 * 2055 * 2061
1 OSANAI : 2 POWELL : 7 NOMURA | RAMOS : 8 REECE : 10 BROWN : 15 HALL : 27 FERNANDEZ : 28 CASAS : 31 CARMONA : 32 WEST : 39 TONER : 46 SAITO
Resident Mets Cynic - The Mets from 1962 onwards, here.
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