Robinson Cano: a haiku
You are young, like me.
You don't make many errors.
You also hit well.
You are young, like me.
You don't make many errors.
You also hit well.
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- Still playing nice.
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- Earned derision.
- Prost!
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- Why yes, my nephew is a monkey.
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2 comments:
how's that workin' out for you? the orioles took it up the ass again. the yankees really aren't very aptly named. they should be called the giant dildos or the ram-rods... or perhaps just the poke-ies. whatever. i guess it's unlikely that those fuckers who scream "red sox suck" at yankee stadium even when there are no red sox present will not likely cheer the phrase "go giant dildos!" with any sense of glee.
well... we're tied in the east and for the wild card, so...
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