... at least I wish. The Tigers are now in the proud posession of a 24-year old (younger than me! boo!) multi-time all-star at third base. He replaces a man who could dive for any ball on defense, and who often chose to dive toward balls on offense. At least, I wish he did. He probably would have had a higher on-base percentage that way.
Now that Miggy's been paid, the worry is that he'll get fat and sloppy again, like in Florida. At least, I worry about that. I know if I had a guarenteed $150 million I wouldn't do a thing at all. Well, I'd do one thing. That's eat. Lots. Of In-n-Out. Speaking of which, I had it the other day (with Animal-style fries, bitches).
But, I think Miggy will be good, at least until the other Venezuelan's retire. Then bring on fat Miggy!
Showing posts with label Mocking those who can't eat In-n-Out daily. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mocking those who can't eat In-n-Out daily. Show all posts
Thursday, March 27, 2008
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