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I really thought that the passage of time would help me accept the fact that I am going to have to root for Gary Sheffield this year.
STILL DO NOT WANT AAHHHHHHH
Let me share with you my top five list of hated baseball players, okay? IN THIS ORDER.
1. Aaron Boone. Because duh.
2. Albert Pujols. Bite me so hard for Game Five of the '05 NLCS, bitch. Too bad your team suckedthough not as much as last year ogodwhy. I so enjoy the revelations that he is a total dick.
3. Alex Rodriguez. I know, I know, those of you who've known me for a couple years expect him to be higher. But unlike the two above, his obnoxious behavior really makes me laugh more than it pisses me off, so slot three it is.
4. GARY FUCKING SHEFFIELD AAAAAAH. He is an asshole with no class and no respect and I HATE THE CRAZY BAT. HATEHATEHATE. He is also creepy. He looks like a guy who would hit a woman, which I know is a tired and potentially wanky simile, but please. Look at that smirk and tell me it's not true. It may just be unfortunate physical characteristics, but I don't care. Hate.
5. Barry Bonds. Because it's kind of required to hate Barry Bonds at this point.
And really, I would actually prefer to have A-Rod end up on one of my teams. At least he doesn't actively give me the creeps.
So you can understand why I am still having a problem with this so long after the fact. Hey, Sheff, if you could bat .320 and hit forty homers and at least justify making my skin crawl every time I have to watch you bat, that would be real swell.
Also, I am going to start trying to post something every day. I have been neglecting my journal most appallingly and I've got to get back in the habit of posting.
Also, DO NOT WANT AAAAAAAHHHHHH
STILL DO NOT WANT AAHHHHHHH
Let me share with you my top five list of hated baseball players, okay? IN THIS ORDER.
1. Aaron Boone. Because duh.
2. Albert Pujols. Bite me so hard for Game Five of the '05 NLCS, bitch. Too bad your team sucked
3. Alex Rodriguez. I know, I know, those of you who've known me for a couple years expect him to be higher. But unlike the two above, his obnoxious behavior really makes me laugh more than it pisses me off, so slot three it is.
4. GARY FUCKING SHEFFIELD AAAAAAH. He is an asshole with no class and no respect and I HATE THE CRAZY BAT. HATEHATEHATE. He is also creepy. He looks like a guy who would hit a woman, which I know is a tired and potentially wanky simile, but please. Look at that smirk and tell me it's not true. It may just be unfortunate physical characteristics, but I don't care. Hate.
5. Barry Bonds. Because it's kind of required to hate Barry Bonds at this point.
And really, I would actually prefer to have A-Rod end up on one of my teams. At least he doesn't actively give me the creeps.
So you can understand why I am still having a problem with this so long after the fact. Hey, Sheff, if you could bat .320 and hit forty homers and at least justify making my skin crawl every time I have to watch you bat, that would be real swell.
Also, I am going to start trying to post something every day. I have been neglecting my journal most appallingly and I've got to get back in the habit of posting.
Also, DO NOT WANT AAAAAAAHHHHHH
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Yeah, see, with Kenny... I wasn't keen on him after the cameraman incident. He seemed a little unbalanced and like a hot-tempered asshole, but I didn't really HATE him, because really, it's tough for me to get too worked-up over ANYONE in the AL West (unless it's someone who actively tries to make us hate his whiny ass: see Byrnes, Eric). But the Yankees, ah, there's a team where a truly beautiful festering hatred can be nurtured into full bloom.
Ugh. You just know that if for some reason we have a down year this season, he's gonna turn into the biggest bitching, whining, anti-team bastard imagineable.
(Sam again)
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Sigh. At least he's happy to be working with Leyland and Co again. And if anyone can handle a Gary Sheffield, it's Jim Leyland. (I like to imagine, during Leyland's time dealing with Barry Bonds, a scene with him just staring at Bonds with a Marlboro in his mouth, and Bonds just shrinking smaller and smaller until he finally breaks the silence with, "OKAY I'LL DO IT.")