Can our boy Judge come out to play?
At noon our foursome tees up.
Sorry, fellas, not today,
He's sorta mid-spring beat up.
That man Aaron is one hunk of thirst,
The girls at the club wanna meet up.
No no, ladies, training comes first,
He's a bit mid-spring beat up.
At the hotel, the maids are asking,
Can Judge ever put the seat up?
Bending over? That's multitasking
For someone mid-spring beat up.
Should I renew my season seats,
Watch my savings get eat up?
Baseball gives your pains surcease
'Til you get mid-spring beat up.
I love Judge. Running into the wall in L.A., withstanding, Judge has difficulty staying healthy. All liklihood, Judge and Cole will be on the I.L. for opening Day.
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