Dear Grady Sizemore,

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I am a transplanted Hoosier who resides in the Atlanta metro area. I'm a die hard Colts fan and as far as I'm concerned you aren't a fan unless you suffered through Jeff George as a quarterback. I'll give you a pass if you weren't born yet, but mostly if you weren't standing beside the highway cheering the Mayflower trucks into town on the night we stole that team, well then you aren't a fan. Additionally I think that wearing a pink jersey is a brilliant way to pwn an opposing team's player. If you pick your fantasy team based on uniform color or a players "Hot Butt" - well I'm sorry you may not sit with me during games. I only speak dead languages fluently and I like to wear things that make no sense.

6 Replies to Dear Grady Sizemore,

  1. Lisse says:

    If you look closely, you’ll see that the mug has a, ahem, teabag in it.

  2. Gidge says:

    Very well shaved sack, Mr Sizemore. Very nice.

  3. Grady went to the doctor and said “Doctor! I think I am going crazy!” and the doctor said, “Yes Grady, I can see…”

  4. Laurie says:

    Sizemore? Really?

    I have trouble faulting him for this just because he looks so damned happy.

  5. Well, if you count the tea, he’s about three bags full.

  6. He also leaves his toilet seat up. So if you are a girl and visiting him, keep that in mind if you need to use the facilities at his place.

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