The name's Emily. The Chicago White Sox are a way of life.
I’ve been through it all.
We got Sir Whiffs A Lot and Big BAAAD Bobby Jenks. We got CUHRAAAZZZY CARL and ELF BOY and A-ROW. We got GOOOCH (not BOOOO!) and Cheerleader and El Duque and One Hit Gustavo. We got Newb Society and Dominican Love Posse. We got Jer Bear, Sex Cannon, Big Game Gavin, Boone Lagoon, and Big Lead Louie. We got Danny “I’d like to get to second base with him” Richar and Juan “Jazz Hands” Uribe. We got Best Buy. We got Paulie Walnuts, Soul Brotha, Big Jimmy, Zynsk, Marky Mark, Old Man Jose, ____ Inning Javy, and Brokeback Crede. We got Doogie and Robo Cop and John Boy and Cuzzin Bucky. We got PODZILLA and GARFISHY. We got Robbiemack, Freddy G-Unit, GeOFF, Willie, Timo, NC Hammer, el Cesped.
We got “Bo knows baseball” and good guys wear black. We got the Big Hurt, Robin Ventura, Ray Durham, Milkman Perry, Goose Gossage, and Lance 1 Dog Johnson. We got Nellie Fox, Dick Allen, Pudge Fisk, Shoeless Joe and Luis Aparicio.
We got “The Cell” We got death threats for Michael Barrett. We got "YOOOUUU CAN PUT IN ON THE BOARD, YES!!” We got "THUNDERSTRUCK"!!!! We got OzzieBall.
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Good post.
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