FIFTY THOUSAND MOONS
Friday, December 4, 2015
Posted by Alphonso at 11:38 AM
I think I've got the answer to the Yankee's malaise.
"The Bard of the Deal" ( El Duque's newest literary product ) is not only belly-splitting in its humor, but there are deep thoughts evident throughout its poetry. Some are stated and obvious, while others are provoked by the iterations of the future leader of America.
I was awakened from deep REM sleep by the obvious.
So here is what we need, from the Bard who does everything successfully;
BUY THE FUCKING YANKEES."
With Donald in charge, the ownership moves back to NYC where it belongs. If a rookie, specifically groomed for base-stealing, gets picked off the first time we see him in pinstripes, do you think his life in baseball continues under the Bard?
All of a sudden, A-Rod's dumb contract means nothing. If Jacoby gets injured, break some more bones. Send Gardy away if he doesn't hit. Buy CC free booze if he can't pitch. Fire that bum Cashman and put your daughter in charge.
In a word: Shake things up. Make the Yankees great again! It is a campaign promise you can fulfill easily.
BUY THE TEAM, MR. T!
BUY THE TEAM!
By saving the Yankees, you are saving America.