Leyland, Tigers, and Goddamned Baseball (Oh My)

So now it’s time for all of us happy-go-lucky bastards (like that grizzly barbituated sack of sad up there) that are blessed by Him to actually get to do this goddamn job to thaw our crusty old balls, pull up our stirrups, and pack a few extra liver pills. Tim to jog our sorry cans […]

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The Old Man And The D

Goddamn baseball. It’s never enough. No matter what you do, it’s never enough. Most wins out of anyone, best ERA, third most homeruns. Don’t mean a goddamn thing when you get out there and actually step between the lines. Some people think baseball is a kid’s game, a pasttime meant to leisurely wile away lazy […]

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