So any ways, I heard that Manny got traded.
I love the guy, I even have a Manny do-rag, which is silly for an older gentleman like me. But, I wear it under my bike helmet and it makes me so badass.
Let's give this ownership group some credit. They know when time's up for guys:
Nomah? is he still in the bigs?
DLo? right, how did that work out?
So they pay 7mill for Manny to play in Chavez Ravine. He'll hit and what not, but the left field there is going to swallow him up.
Clearly, the team had quit on him, just as he had quit on the team. For my $.02, I still don't think the Rayz are for real and the mfy are running on fumes. Pudge just looks silly in pinstripes.
Jason Bay is no Manny. Nor is he Jim Rice or Ted The Head.
Think Mike Greenwell. For all you pinkhatters, I know you think of Mike Greenwell as some fat hillbilly from South Florida who runs a putt putt golf course just outside of Boca, but for 2-3 years the guy was electric and could mash.
Plus Bay is from Canada, and you know how well our last Canadian acquisition fared. I'm talking Eric Gagne. Oh wait that sucked.
So I may have run on the string on my logic pyramid here. But anyway, it's a new month, a new day, and there are games to be played. I'll be in my seats looking for the dying fat guy on Sunday if anyone wants to buy me a footlong and a wahm beer.
Otherwise, go sawhk.