The teams, the stakes, and the abyss.
I don't normally watch baseball, but in the grip of the great ennui, I may seek true meaninglessness by tuning in this year....
Fill the emptiness with dingers!
When you stare into the World Baseball Classic, the World Baseball Classic stares into you?
The World Baseball Classic was inside of us all along.
“ends that cannot ultimately satisfy us . . . . unbroken chain of suffering . . . . indifferent to human achievement . . . . briefly escaping the tyranny of the will” — you cribbed this from the White Sox media guide, right?
I don't normally watch baseball, but in the grip of the great ennui, I may seek true meaninglessness by tuning in this year....
Fill the emptiness with dingers!
When you stare into the World Baseball Classic, the World Baseball Classic stares into you?
The World Baseball Classic was inside of us all along.
“ends that cannot ultimately satisfy us . . . . unbroken chain of suffering . . . . indifferent to human achievement . . . . briefly escaping the tyranny of the will” — you cribbed this from the White Sox media guide, right?