His lips say yes. But his MRI says no.
So... let's try The Fantastic Voyagemobile.
We shrink a team of buxomy scientists and inject them into A-Rod's body, just like they did in the movie. Except this is real.
Caution: We are now entering the cerebral cortex, where we will be assaulted by A-Rod's innermost demons. We've hit the Id.
In this shadowy world, thoughts and anxieties become real. Hold on, everybody: We are experiencing the memory of A-Rod's post-seasons, exactly as he recalls them.
Uh-oh. We're entering the region of the hippocampus where he has suffered some of his stinging collapses. This won't be easy...
Now, we're the center of the brain where self-awareness exists. Playing beside Jeter, he may have developed a self-image problem.
Fortunately, we navigate to the oblongatta, where we find his subconsicous celebrating the joy of a home run.
Ah. At last, we finally make the troubled quad. OMG, it needs work.
No way can we clean this up by the Mets series. It might be July.
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