Maybe it's just me but I love what the Sox are doing. Fucking making deals under the stealth of darkness. It's so vintage Bill Belichick it's not even funny. I've heard there was a day when an athlete could have a meeting with a team, they send him 6 asian hookers, a jar of peanut butter and tell him to use his imagination and not a soul would hear about it. Now Tiger can't even bust his dick out without some clown from TMZ reporting it. What I'm saying is we didn't even know the Sox and Beltre were still talking until a couple days ago. And it takes more than a couple days to get a deal done with Scott Iwouldn'tevenpetbrady Boras.
P.S. For anyone who says this blog has gone too "boston" wake the fuck up. Seriously. Get a fucking clue. Let me know when you want me to blog about Boise State and shit because everybody loves reading a writer who doesn't know shit about what they're talking about.
P.P.S. Don't be shocked if Theo goes out and puts Youk in a deal for Adrian Gonzalez next week or 4 months from now. I got a crazy feeling about 2010.
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