No not the DOlphins!!!!
Hello boys and girls. I’m back.
First off I would just like to say it’s nice to be a fan who isn’t murdered anymore, and I see no usefulness in Al Yellow over Cheat. Yet, the conversations in that were fricking hilarious.
So anyway, having a second child has kept me from doing lots of things. One; living a normal life, which will most likely never happen ever again. Two; keeping up with my blog on the hiimmichael.com site, and keeping up with some of my favorite people here in SSS. Three; the mass quantities if marijuana I have ingested since my second daughter was born to stay sane. Just kidding on the third one gang.
This has been a season for the ages. And I don’t know what part. The landslide to the pits. Riding Ozzie’s comet to first place. So many things to take in, however I am still waiting for that punch in the gut to Minnie and Paul and the group of flaming bitches that represent them (yeah Thome, I’m talking about you too Mr. Gentleman Masher.)
I am sick and tired of the Twins. They’re the little cut in the mouth that would go away if you would stop scratching it. This week, there’s a chance to step on the throat of the Tigers and put them out of their misery. So after that little task gets completed at Comerica, we need to really figure out a way to get rid of the M & Ms, and the other group of pansies for good so we can win this thing.
Yeah Twinkies, you and your little gay ass Target Field pisses me off. I wanted to be the one that push the button to detonate your God damn terror done, and now we have your two little queer bait representative looking over everyone who plays in your “park” smiling at them. Well smile at this. Fastballs coming from a real bullpen striking out your man crush Joe Mauer. O-Dog getting picked off and of course finding a way to contain the infamous Punto from doing more damage to himself than others.
You see guys; I believe we can win it all again like we did in 05. But we must find a way to get this monkey off our backs! These diseased little monkeys are worse than the zombies in 28 Days Later. They keep coming back. With the injuries and everything, they still find ways to win. It’s really annoying. God damn Santa Claus looking mofo Gardenhire keeps us on our toes. Sure the Yankees will give us issues, but we can do it.
I really don’t want to hate on Teabag. I mean who tweets in the perspective of their dog. It’s kind of funny in a drug induced sort of way. But seriously dude, stay away from third base. An old man can play it better than you, so you have no place being there. And Omar isn’t too old, but he sure has helped things out. Spectacular defense and brings the best out of savior and Che. I am waiting for the scene in the Club where Kenny actually talks about extending this guy’s contract. What’s the basis behind it? Speaking about behind, can we leave Mark Kotsay behind in Detroit? Seriously, like have the bus leave him behind and he can find Eminem and they can do a duet together or something. I’m sure his hip hop skills resemble his baseball skills. I used to think Kotsay played somewhat decent. Grinderish. Now I think he’s just a tool.
Did we ever think we would see the day when we wanted Lillibridge to stay on the team? I know right.
And now, Edwin Jackson. Look, I know Dan Hudson pitched a great game in Zona last night, and everyone’s freaked out about the $8 million owed to a pitcher who may be a slight upgrade now has been stuck with us, due to a certain GM being a little loopy and asked for a skyscraper for the price of a two flat. I truly believe Cooper can fix him and Mr. Jackson will get us to where we need to go this year. Hudson’s not ready for that. Personally, I think this Lucas Harrell kid did well his first time out. I thought that story kicked ass. However, I don’t know if the kid can do it again. I just hope Peavy makes it back next season, or Kenny really took a dive.
Well anyway, thanks for listening to my rambling. I will try to keep up with this on a more regular basis. Thanks and talk to you later.
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