FIFTY THOUSAND MOONS

Sunday, July 3, 2016

Spoiler alert: The 2016 Yankees don't win the World Series

Two below .500, still theoretically contending for the wild card. I'm soaking my head in ice water and praying we don't do another Mark Melancon-for-Lance Berkman deal. Chew on this...

Three days until Drunk Blog, and - hello-o? - I'm already there! Coming soon, the annual take on Casey. Beltran is hurt, A-Rod is on the bench, and Vonnegut's bird cried, Poo-tee-weet.




2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I FIND MYSELF IN YANKEE HELL..... AS I WATCH THE GAME, AS ALWAYS, I WANT TO WIN WITH EVERY FIBER OF MY BEING.......BUT ALPHONSO MAY BE RIGHT, AND A COLLAPSE MAY ACTUALLY GET SOMETHING DONE TOWARDS THE FUTURE, AND HELP US MORE...... BUT, THE UNDERLYING MONKEY WRENCH HERE IS BRIAN CASHMAN'S "BASEBALL KNOW- HOW" THAT WE ARE DEPENDING ON...... I AM SO VERY AFRAID HE WILL FUCK THIS UP, SO VERY AFRAID.....

Alphonso said...

The New York media are calling upon recent hospital and surgical survivor, David Wright, to retire with dignity. Why don't they ask the same of A-Rod?

Wait, I know.

A-Rod doesn't have any dignity. Just a fat wallet and a strike out swing.

Not his fault.

So today, Nick Swisher announces he is taking a year off to be full time with his family and newborn. All well and good.

But he claims, " don't worry. I am coming back to this game I love." Seriously, are you shitting me?

How delusional do these guys become?

Is that why we enter wars we cannot win, and stay in them forever?

He is mad.