Baseball is my sport ---others; I shall not want.
It costeth me extra to sit near green pastures; to observe 60 feet 6 inches: the announcer leadeth me to stand and sing during the 7th inning stretch.
Baseball restoreth my soul: it leadeth me down the paths of righteousness for the Braves sake.
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Yea, though I CHOP through the valley of the shadow of 10 dollar parking, I will fear no evil: for my ball cap is with me; thy hot dog and mustard they comfort me.
Thou preparest a folding table before me in the presence of the other team fans: thou annointest my red solo cup in Yuengling; mine and my friends cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of the post season; and I will dwell in the home of the Braves forever