Friday, October 19, 2007

Josh ******* Beckett

Not to go all Tom Friedman, but JB says "Suck on this, Cleveland."

You want to bring in my (smoking-hot, FWIW) ex to sing the anthem? Glad she got free tickets. You want to have Kenny Lofton try to get in my head? Watch me tell Kenny, in the words of Billy Batts, "now, go get your f*****g shinebox!"

You want to trot out McCarver and the increasingly pompous and moronic Joe Buck? Actually, at this point, I'm ready to surrender. Or call in reinforcements:

And final thoughts, for Game Six, please to be showing me more of this

and far less of this

Thanks in advance, Tito.

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