Showing posts with label Mr Burns. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mr Burns. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

See my vest...ing options!!

Fact: I will sneak a Simpsons reference in where, and when, ever I can not only Cheese wise, but also in life in general. Now that's cleared up.

Bay more or less painted himself into a corner when he turned down the Sox 4 yr/$60M offer because then every other team knew he wanted either more money or more years.
When apparently no one else was clamoring for Whitey's services, The Mets came in and upped the Sox offer by $1.5M a year and a very Mr. Burns-esque "Vesting" option for a 5th year. While I doubt Omar Minaya opened up his closet and said "Gorilla Chest" or "Gopher Loafer", he did chose to throw some serious cash at a new hitter for their brand new pitcher's park. Speaking in strictly other baseball teams now, this leaves Matt Holliday and super-devil-agent Scott Boras just kind of waiting for someone to low-ball them. Please, someone low-ball Boras. St. Louis, this is to you: Low. Ball. Thank you.

Monday, December 14, 2009

The longest trade in the history of the world!!!

I feel that title should be said with a menacing laugh while twirling a handlebar mustache and possibly rubbing your hands together. Half Mr. Burns, half Dick Dastardly. Too bad my photo shop skills are far below that level so you get Rollie Fingers. ANYWAYS, that Lowell trade that went down, it's still going down. They're checking Mike's thumb, Max's wrist and checking to make sure Max's real name is Maximiliano. Hot damn it is. I assume they don't need to check the $9M that will accompanying Mr. Lowell to Texas, but seeing how things are going they just might. Of course while body parts are being looked at the Sox are kind of in 3rd base flux right now. So now we play the waiting game... the waiting game sucks, let's play Hungry Hungry Hippos.