Odd year. June Swoon. Lisa needs braces. Odd year. June Swoon. Lisa needs braces. Odd year. June Swoon. Lisa needs braces. Odd year. June Swoon. Lisa needs braces.
Oh, so this is going to be a season of streaks, a six-month mess of wild ups and downs, where you're violently ripped from one truth to a mutually exclusive truth and back again. The Giants are awful, unless they're great, unless they're awful again.
But I have a heart condition.
Shut up, you. We're in the middle of June in an odd year.