BUY MY BOOK: BARD OF THE DEAL: THE POETRY OF DONALD TRUMP
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Posted by el duque at 8:26 AM
OK, lie. Speak gibberish. Speak cat language. Speak Girardi. Glababababababa. That's as good as anything. Wait... here's one: The Grandyman probably won't reach 200 strikeouts during the regular season! Cue the balloon drop. Grandy won't hit 200 whiffs! (If Grandy had another month, he could reach the rare 210-.210 milestone!)
Here's one: Jason Nix is hurt, which means he can't hit another batting practice fungo and injure Mariano... who also can't get hurt, because he's already hurt! Also, Eduardo Nunez is now our late-inning defensive replacement. That inspires hope.
Andruw Jones is still our RH bat who keeps opposing teams from throwing lefties at us. That inspires hope.
Has Girardi decided whether Ivan Nova will pitch Tuesday? Whatever he decides, that'll inspire hope.
We still have Melky Mesa. Our base-stealers get thrown out, but we still have Miss-Third Melky, waiting in the wings. How old is he? Twenty five? Always great to have those young prospects down at Triple A.
We can hope the Redsocks beat the Orioles.
Ha. That's a joke. Take my hope. Please.