Barry Zito.
That is all.
Speaking of useless sack of shits, Lance Lynn and the fucking Cards who can't close out the series at home against the opposing team's #5 starter.
Now the ****** Giants are going to win seven fucking straight.
You motherfucker, Carpenter. You shitty, shitty motherfucker.
I'm sick of watching Cy Young award winners always pitch like complete fucking shit against the Giants when it matters. I'll never forgive Roy Halladay and Cliff Lee for bending over for those cocksuckers in 2010.
Oh great, Giants stay alive in the inning because this asshole the Cards have at first base can't field a goddamn ground ball.
HollywoodLeo: You and Kingdom always annoy me
"Oh, don't mind me, I'm rebuilding now" then you win at least 80 games
RIP S3SL Minnesota Twins.
RIP HSL Anaheim Angels
Rebuilding the Dodger Blues
Renewed Start back in the land of 10,000 lakes
That is probably part of it. I was thinking a little more about it. It dawned on me that I probably hadn’t seen him whine so much about not being in the line up because he simply hasn’t been benched much in his career unless injured. He was already high on my scumbag list off the field, now my admiration of him as a player is wearing thin.
Moving on, he and the Yanks are gone!
GAME 7, winner take all…..woo hoo!
Like the guys on Intentional Talk I willingly raise my hand………..I definitely underestimated both the Giants and Cardinals, but this has been an awesome series.
Thoroughly entertaining…
Pence’s tongue wagging…
Panda swinging so hard his shirt comes un-tucked…
Dancing Cardinals’ pitchers…
An interesting tidbit, the Cardinals have won the last 6 game 7’s they have played and they have the most game 7 wins with 11.
Bye Cardinals! Congrats to the very wet SF Giants!
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