Ah crap. I read online that the Rangers are one of the teams sniffing around Bret “Monkey Boy” Boone at the moment.
I hate that guy.
“But BB… why?” you may ask.
The guy was a slick-fielding, light-hitting 2B several years ago. Then one year in spring training he showed up buff. REALLY buff. Mariners officials said they “didn’t know” what he’d done, but that he looked like “Tarzan” all of a sudden.
Then came the numbers… suddenly he had pop. SERIOUS pop.
His numbers have plummeted the last two seasons, which coincides quite clearly with the advent of steroids testing in MLB.
And I hate the way he flips a bat after a homer, not that he hits many of THOSE anymore…
(Update: I’ve just read that the Mets signed him. Excellent.)
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Current music: “Hymns to the Silence” by Van Morrison.
If that guy ever plays within 300 miles of me, I’m there.
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Yes, I’m going to watch the UT/USC game tonight. The buzz got me. Hey, I’m an alum, and my school’s football team is in what most folks in the know would consider a legitimate college football championship game.
And it’s an excuse to have Velveeta for supper.
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Two hours to kill, more or less. I may kill time, time may kill me.
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