I was the starting pitcher for my last game ever in Little League.
I don't remember if we won or lost or how bad we lost, but I do remember there was pizza, whiskey, and tits as far as you could see. Yes sir, the after party lasted nearly a week and El Paso County changed 6 different laws when we were done. 9 months later, the hospital neonat ward was mighty busy and three street names were altered in my honor.
Smell my finger(s).