Sunday, June 18, 2017

You Will Hear No More From Me.

My use of Ju-Ju worked for a while this season.

I was bitching at everything, and we were winning.

The Dutch girls added to the fun.

This latest experiment, however, has been a catastrophe.

Mixing ugly concoctions, consuming them, and suffering the after-effects.

For what?

Continued, humiliations on the field.

I will silently be part of the international JU-JU intervention, but offer no formulas of my own.

I am sick and tired of forecasting " two run ceiling " games.

I declared the game over, yesterday, at 2-2 in the second inning.

And I was right.

It made me sick.  It was like reliving 2016, and 2015.

I am offering nothing more that will be visible.

Like our bullpen, I have nothing left.

Good luck.

1 comment:

Ken of Brooklyn said...

I'm officially reverting back to the old 'we can't possibly win this game' JuJu, except, unlike earlier in the season when I'd chant this tongue in cheek/wink wink, I now abso-f*cking-lutely believe it,,,,,,,, URRRGGG!!!!!!