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"Heeyyy, buddy, come over here!" Maddie was drunk again. "I wanna I wanna tell you... What?"
"I didn't say anything, Maddie."
"Ok you just go do that."
"Right..."
It was late Saturday night, or maybe Sunday morning. John wasn't really sure. He'd been partying too hard to pay attention to the time. It was Maddie's birthday, June 8th, so he'd been granted permission to spend the night with her. Luckily the Angels had a day game on Saturday and a night game Sunday, so he was all set. He wasn't even scheduled to pitch until Tuesday, so he could have a bit of fun. He'd probably had too much though, he thought, as he walked with Maddie back to her car.
"Let me drive, ok Maddie?"
"Ok Johnny you know you're just the best right so much better than my old boyfriend."
"Haha..." John just laughed. Old boyfriends were touchy material
"So now what do we do Johnny?"
"I drive you home and put you to bed, ok?"
"But I wanna partyyyyyy!"
"No. You've partied enough."
"Me and youuuuu party!"
Huh. Well, you know what they say. Never look a gift horse in the mouth.
Of course, he'd probably regret it later. But that was later, not now.
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The next day John had a spring in his step (and voice) noticeable to everyone, even his mom. That was an awkward conversation...
The team's game that afternoon went well as well, a 6-1 victory over Cleveland on the strength of Matt Garza's 6-1 victory. It sure took the sour taste of Saturday's extra inning collapse out of John's mouth.
The Angels were now 36-26, four games ahead of the Rangers in the AL West.
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