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Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Junkees update (Warning- rant alert)    

Give us your poor, your tired, your humble masses of strikeouts.
In other words, welcome Mark Bellhorn. Oh boy. Somebody pinch me. Now if only we could get Alan Embree, we'd really be in business. Oh, wait... never mind.

Oh, and please, could we get an over the hill, injured outfielder who's lost a step and can't play in center? Cause I really want a reason to piss off Gary Sheffield. That prick has been smiling way too much lately. Enter Matt Lawton. Wait, you mean he only costs 8 million a year? Sweet! That's a 30% markdown from his partner in suck, Bernie Baseball. Thanks, Cash. I never liked Junior anyway.

Of course, all that is just a preamble to the real reason for this post:

Jason Giambi talks to a Psychic daily. Seriously. A Psychic.

From www.pinstripealley.com (it was reported in the NY Daily News):
"Only one moment of levity in an otherwise dismal game (they're in the 7th). I'm watching on FSN Northwest and they mentioned that Giambi consults a psychic once or twice a day."

Channelling Cerrano... Is very bad to piss off Ms. Cleo. Is very bad.

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