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Friday Random 10: Curses Edition

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a-rod-kisses-himselfThe Red Sox have now won all 8 games against the Yankees in 2009, and I think you know what that means:

PROBABLY NOTHING IN THE LONG TERM!

No wait. I mean:

SOMETHING SUPERNATURAL MUST BE THE CAUSE OF THIS!

Red Sox owner and animatronic pipe cleaner John Henry got things started last night, when he typed into his Twitter account the following:

“The MT curse?”

…by which he meant that the Yankees have yet to beat the Red Sox since swooping in on stoic jowly automaton free agent Mark Texiera in the offseason.

Jack Curry of the New York Times, while stopping short of calling the thing a “curse,” basically calls it a curse:

How rare is it for this rivalry to be so lopsided? The eight-game losing streak to the Red Sox is the longest to open a season since 1912, back when the Yankees were called the Highlanders. Before 2009, the Yankees and the Red Sox had played 162 games in the last nine seasons. Both teams won 81 times. But the Red Sox broke that tie in April by conquering Mariano Rivera and have added to it all season.

Also, did you know that Lincoln’s secretary was named Kennedy and Kennedy’s secretary was namend Lincoln? And that Lincoln Kennedy’s secretary is named Eugenia? It might be true!

The songs:

Where Did You Sleep Last Night? — Nirvana
Babys – Bon Iver
Already Young — The Whigs
Alternative Girlfriend — Barenaked Ladies
Big Takeover — Bad Brains
The Observer — The Flaming Lips
Loretta’s Scars – Pavement
Ain’t That Love — Ray Charles
Lost Coastlines — Okkervil River
Save Us SOS – Hot Hot Heat

Bonus Video:

Prizefighter — EELS

The Rules: The Friday Random 10 is exactly that — random. We open up our iTunes, set the thing on shuffle, and listen to 10 songs. We are not permitted to skip any out of embarrassment or fear of redundancy. Commenters are encouraged to post their own.

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Mr. Met will threaten you with decapitation

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Via Deadspin comes this awesome video of Mr. Met — adorable mascot of the most awesomest team in baseball — giving some calzone-gobbling mongoloid Yankee fans the universal sign language gesture for “I will cut your fucking head off and store it with the rest of them.”

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