Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Circle, Circle, Dot, Dot, Coco Got His Coodies Shot

Hey Coco, I'm really glad you decided to show us you have a shred of power in your miserable abilities....but Simply Suds still thinks you're a f*cking jerkoff. You inform Red Sox PR chief John Blake that you will be silent from the media, yet again, after another good game in hotLanta. F you. Who do you think you are? You are Coco Crisp. You did countless amounts of "Red Sox Nation" commercials when you first came here, and now you're not going to talk to us via the media???????? You are batting .247 with 3 home runs and 18 RBI. I could care less that you have 13 steals, because they never mean anything. You steal second when we are up or down 8-1 and the pitcher isn't holding you on. I go to bed praying every night that this season will be your last in a Red Sox uniform. Whether it be Andruw Jones, Torii Hunter, or Jacoby Ellsbury patrolling center field next season, I hope you get hit by an 18-wheeler as you cross Mass Ave. on your way to a massage friggin' abortion of a baseball player. You have to be good to avoid the fans in Boston, and frankly, you have a good glove, a miserable bat....and, I could pull a Dominican out of a 6 family house in Mattapan....and he'd have twice the arm you have.

F*ck you Coco. Nice name, you mallot.

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