With one week left in the MLB season, I’d like to acknowledge two different groups of players:
Villians:
Richie Sexson: When I thought I was buying low on you, I didn’t realize that I was buying high.
Chad Tracy: You’re the Lucy to my Charlie Brown. “Seriously, this time he’s really gonna break out and I’ll make a laughing stock of the league.” ARRRGH!
Nick Punto: OK, OK, OK. I knew you’re weren’t going to hit .290 again. Or .280. Or .270. I seriously would have been happy with .250. But honestly, .210? “I’ll take Team Batting Average Destroyers for 100, Alex.”
Rondell White: My bad.
Andy Marte: “Now batting clean up in the AAAA All-Star Game…”
Cliff Lee: His name is Cliff, as in “His fantasy value fell off of a…”
My new fantasy heroes:
Fausto Carmona: Sounds like an associate of Tony Soprano, mows down hitters like he is.
Ian Kinsler: A poor man’s Chase Utley.
Erik Bedard: How do I love thee? Let me count the K’s…221 to be exact.
C.C. Sabathia: Should change his initials to C.Y. Sabathia, as in Cy Young.
Alan Embree: I think I read that Embree is French for “Saves shot in the arm”
Magglio Ordonez: It’s gotta be the hair!
e martë, 25 shtator 2007
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