That’s just great. The very first sentence in this Choose Your Own Adventure was "You are the manager of the San Francisco Giants." You know you’re supposed to make stupid decisions. Why even Choose Your Own Adventure if you aren’t going to take it seriously? That’s like a story about a knight fighting a dragon, with you choosing "Ignore the dragon, and have the knight make a ham sandwich." I mean, hey, it’s your adventure, but it’s pretty lame if you aren’t going to be realistic.
You’re right. I take my reasoned decision back. Let me study that Doppler thingie again. (turn to pg. 59)
You’re not the boss of me. I say Lincecum stays out of the game. Don’t be so controlling. (turn to pg. 22)