In the end, Royals beat baseball’s system with James Shields trade
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In the end, Royals beat baseball’s system with James Shields trade
The Kansas City Star The Kansas City Star
http://www.kansascity.com/sports/spt-columns-blogs/sam-mellinger/article9626657.html
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Whose toes could he possibly have stepped on to deserve this?
Truthfully, Raymond supposed he should accept this as more of a compliment rather than a spit in the face, seeing as people of higher status than his own, while granted, his was still fairly high, traveled to the frigid country of Fendel. Much like that of his cousin the Lieutenant. As per usual, the trip was purely for the sake of work, however, and so priorities of his own and the Oswell name demanded that he put his personal issues aside. But surely, if the breezes in Windor aggravated him to such an extent, what would the cold of Fendel be capable of?
In any case, complaints were disregarded as well, as the man of the military descended onto Fendelian ground upon reaching the port, looking upon the ivory surface through fogged spectacles. Spending little time dawdling, Raymond had to take the Turtlez transport in order to proceed to the capital, incessantly reflecting on the matter at hand rather than wondering why he had been chosen to go. One mustn't question such things, after all.
The capital city was as dreadful as ever was described, the clink and clanks of metal reverberting in the distance as Raymond and an escort made it through the streets. The present proved to throw less people in jail for simply existing beyond foreign borders, however, so Raymond needn't fear any massive lack of hospitality.
Sending his escort to the inn and thereby leaving the ginger alone, Raymond stopped to look at the tower looming over him, not noting the presence of someone heading his way.
As she saw the very familiar face her mouth turned to a big grin as she started to wave her arms frenetically towards her sister.
"H-Hey! Sis! Sis! Over here!"