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Because SOMEONE needs to defend our sometimes psychotic Overlord....
And Mutt fans are Assholes who need to be stomped dead in their beds

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Paint Me One Shocked Monkey

A-Hole actually hit one when it counted!

But don't think we'll start sending the love your way, punk. Everyone noticed the way you looked into the stands after hitting it. You were like "Well?"


Thursday, June 22, 2006

Embryo Bombers Deliver Brooklyn Smackdown

The Staten Island Yankees opened their season with a massive 18-0 ass-whupping to the midget Mutts over on Coney Island, then stole a game last night here at home.

And I seem to have a hated rival fan, as some jackass I was ragging on in the stands in Brooklyn the other night appeared before my eyes last night on a beer line. He rolled his eyes, said "oh fuggin Jesus, not you again!"

"Every game they play, skippy," I said. "I'm gonna haunt your goddamn dreams before this season's over."

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Thinking Out Loud

>>RhoidBoy is friggin' finished as the Yankee first bagger; Uncle Joe would have to be nuts to not play Phillips every day considering the way the "kid" has been performing in the field. He gets his bat together and he is Tino's fitting heir, as Tino was to Donnie Baseball.

>>A-Hole's about one more error or fail in the clutch plate performance away from officially going on Yankee Stadium's shit list and learning what a real Bronx Cheer sounds like. Everybody seems as fed up with him as I've been since....

>>Right now, the Mutts OWN the back pages in NYC. DBG considers that real estate his property, part of the deal when he bought the team. He has watched his squad go through a four game losing streak, struggle to maintain their place in the standings, while the Mutts have extended their NL East lead to seven(?) games.

DBG's due for some kind of eruption.

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Trade winds blowing?

While trying to sift through the bog of unsubstantiated trade rumors, one name that continues to float on the surface is Alfonso Soriano. Is the converted outfielder just what the Yankees need? Are the Yankees willing to absorb his salary or are they looking for a cheaper alternative? Is Cashman willing to part with prized prospect Phillip Hughes? Does all of this depend on the outcome of the next series?

Saturday, June 10, 2006

Dear Prudence

IT IS OFFICIAL: Coalition of the Darkside: Done

"You're a douche, TC" is pretty much the gist. With a bit of arrogant glee, I gotta say... IT'S ALL ABOUT ME!

None of you other fuckers amount in her account. Turns out, you fuckers never even mattered when she decided to stick an elbow in MY eye and send the Coalition into the pigsty to die.

Think about that, dear DBG minions... when it came down to it, you fuckers were not even on the scale. According to Miss Nibs, "It's all about ME--TC!" Them members of this little community have absolutely NO SAY.

sniff...hand me a kerchief...sniff...
"But what about us?"


TC needs to get taken to his KNEES!"

Everything with you is all drama and tirade.

You'd need a fuckin' battalion of JewBoy Guido assholes to lay a glove on me, Garden City. There is no way on God's green Earth you-or anyone associated to you--could ever make me do a heavy breath.

Okay. Let's explain it, and get to the tasty bits...
I sent you an email because it was the proper way to handle it. Not to get into another one of your public displays of ridiculous anger.
Umm... you sent me an automail. And, Esqueeze me? Those displays are how I play, okay? You've known for fuckin' years that's the way I play. You've on and off banned me from ASV precisely because of that exact tendency.

And yet you gave me admin status at Coalition, despite what you now call my (I'm imagining YOU'RE imagining this shit-to-the-whirlwind will fly) major moral slights.

Dead people know I'd probably flip on such shit; I'm a dick.

I tried to tell you what was going on on my end, but you wrote me back with one of your patended, nearly unintelligible tirades telling me that your problems were worse than mine.

It's "PATENTED".... And what I wrote back was, "My life sucks, too. So shut the fuck up and suck it up."

Or something like that.

Here's her original e-mail response to my rant on the Darkside:
Nice of you to talk about me - and "the turtle" in the comments. You know, you could have emailed me. Instead you left your usual pissed off type of thing in one of the posts on the new site. I've been waiting for an email, but i guess you'd rather just bitch about me in comments instead of actually approaching me about anything. I would have explained a lot to you if you just asked me outright, and without being belligerent about it.

Hello? Knowing me--TC (as much as one can from this electronic crap), what in Jeebus's weeping-into-his-VIRGIN-Mother's-Arms... after Her Kid's Head had been cut off at the neck and declared a "prophet of Islam" and tucked into a box of chocolates... WHAT makes ANYONE BELIEVE MY KIND OF CRAP COULD BE UNEXPECTED?

(long, deep, cleansing breath... now grasp the Colt 40)

Toots, all you had to do was say you wanted out. I've previously offered my own server space to house the Coalition stuff--hard core corporate servers, where "bandwidth" means shit--so don't play that shit card on a table where you sit across from me.

BTW: You LI record listening, hair cut wearing fuckers wouldn't know Punk if it bit it in your face...

don't think you can game me; I'm better than you.

... it wouldn't surprise me though if, in the next day, that's exactly what you would say....

Have fun as a Wizbanger!

You sold the Darkside out.

Go say "Hello!" to Pedro.

Thursday, June 08, 2006

What Do I Call These Guys Now?

Considering what's going down up in Da Bronx, should they be called
The Embryonic Bombers?

The Darth Boss George Brigade

Tell me, some more, how me BOUGHT success:
1B: FARMHAND (mattingly's project)
LF: FARMHAND (got Melk?)
RF: FARMHAND (Burn, Bernie!)
Catch: FARMHAND ("call me Georgie")
Start: FARMHAND (trans: "Staten Island was a gas..")
Save: FARMHAND ("I just throw, man. wasn't Manny a dick?")


Monday, June 05, 2006

4 Game Series

Well, looks like I picked one hell of a week to stop sniffing glue.... here we go... Red Sox/Yanks. Tonight the Sox send the fiery Josh Beckett to the hill against the iceman, Mike Mussina. The way that these two teams play one another, odds are the series will finish with a split. However, to be honest, I do not want to see "good baseball." I want BLOOD. Let's hope that this week, we fans get what we all know we really want - a brawl.