Well, I needed to take a break from all the A-Rod stuff. I will do so, literally. It's time to pack the bags and cash in the vacation time. Look out Arizona, I'm on my way.
First stop, Peoria, Arizona (I'm watching you R. Soriano)
Scottsdale (how's that arm, Schmidty? Nenner?)
Tucson (B. Webb? RJ? Can Willie Harris hit ML Pitching?)
Mesa (Watching Prior is like going to the Ghugenheim. Is Sammy's bat really that slow? How much of a chance will C. Patterson get to shine?)
Tempe (C'mon Kelvim, stop walkin those people. Either be good or don't, I'm tired of this in between stuff)
I don't care if A-Rod and George are "Ruining the game." It's spring training time. A time of hope for all players, teams, coaches, and fans.
And so, gentlemen (and ladies), without further ado: PLAY BALL!!!!!!!! (I've got chills.)
98% of Americans have a favorable opinion of puppies and rainbows.
How do you spell "biased?"