One of those good dreams, where you wake up and you are still you and it's a bit disappointing. I was in Europe somewhere, just some generic part of "Europe" and was called upon to throw out a first pitch, which I did with some sort of aplomb. Then it was about the sixth inning and I was throwing a no-hitter (in street clothes). I was all excited: "Holy shit! I'm an amazing pitcher!"
TURNS OUT I WASN'T!!! :(
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