tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11923437.post115861885430005379..comments2008-12-09T13:57:31.630-05:00dakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02768386460112735397noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11923437.post-1158644390709612552006-09-19T01:39:00.000-04:002006-09-19T01:39:00.000-04:00I'm pretty sure I figured out how this went down. <BR/><BR/>March 2003: <BR/>Cafardo walks past his assistant Hal.<BR/><BR/>CAFARDO<BR/>Hey Hal. You get that coffee and danish I asked for? <BR/><BR/>HAL<BR/>Um, yeah. Well, they were out of danishes, but I got you a muffin instead. Here's your coffee.<BR/><BR/>CAFARDO<BR/>Out of danishes? What is this, Russia? [tasting coffee] Hal, tell me this is whole milk in my coffee.<BR/><BR/>HAL<BR/>Oh, right. I'm sorry. I forgot you liked...skim.<BR/><BR/>CAFARDO<BR/>TELL ME THIS IS WHOLE MILK YOU LITTLE DICKWEED -- <BR/><BR/>HAL<BR/>Sorry! Sorry. It's whole milk. I'm sorry. <BR/><BR/>CAFARDO<BR/>That's what I thought. <BR/><BR/>WE FLASH FORWARD TO: <BR/>September 2006<BR/><BR/>HAL<BR/>So, remember, tomorrow's my last day. Thanks for this incredible opportunity. <BR/><BR/>CAFARDO<BR/>No, Hal. Thank you. Oh. One last thing -- I need a list of all the good players drafted in 2003.<BR/><BR/>HAL<BR/>Yeah, I'll get that for you right away.dakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02768386460112735397noreply@blogger.com