The the pre-draft doldrums are killing me. There is no Eagles news and there isn't a team out there doing squat in the week before the draft. DAMN! We're stuck in this endless "we need a LB" or "we need a Big RB" or "this mock draft has us taking a WR!" loop.
And don't even get me started on the Phucking Phillies....how in the ever-loving hell can that team, with those players, be this f'ing pathetic? After all their talk, and being a chic pick to be a legit playoff contender they are 4-11 and the bona-fide worst team in baseball. Oh good lord. I really feel for the folks suffering through that crapola. I refuse. Don't confuse this with rooting against them. I would like for the team to do well, for other fans' sakes, not my own. Even if they do well, I will not jump on the bandwagon, cause I've lost interest in the marathon baseball season (of course for the Phillies, they keep starting each season like James Caan's writer in Misery, tied to the bed with a madwoman breaking their ankles).
Perhaps if the idiot owners had chosen Jim Leyland (who, by the way, was hired by the Detroit Tigers after the Phillies took a place and promptly resurrected a perennial door-mat and guided them to the World f-ing Series) instead of good ole Cholly, the Phillies might look like a team actually prepared to compete in games. Instead they're a can't hit-can't pitch laughingstock - AGAIN - who've buried themselves, their post-season hopes, and any chance of a cool, dreamy summer for the city's dwindling number of baseball fans by the end of April....
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