Scott Hairston on his way to the Death Star |
I was doing social things tonight, because I haven’t left
the house since April. So I was only able to follow the game through my phone
and twitter. Here’s what I gathered:
- Scott Hairston
Because what else can be said. I saw the words “Scott
Hairston home run” on my phone, for the tie and the go ahead run, and I
honestly couldn’t believe but totally believed what I was reading. There’s no
rhyme or reason to Scott Hairston. He’s not any special hitter. He’s Scott
Hairston. He’s a career .246/.303/.446 hitter. A fine right handed power bat
off the bench. But he’s not this. That’s his 12th home run career
against the Giants, which is his highest total against any team. Sometimes, you
can’t explain baseball. I can’t explain Scott Hairston. I am trying to right
here, all I’m writing is stuff about how depressing this is. It’s the same
reason Khalil Greene and Ricky Ledee were Giants killers. Because baseball.
There was plenty of other things that happened in this game,
but I probably shouldn’t write about them because twitter seems a little biased
sometimes. This would be something I would write if I based my thoughts off my
twitter feed:
In tonight’s game, Scott Hairston farted on Santiago Casilla, who is a moron piece of shit that should be kicked in the nuts.
So I’m going to refrain, but there were definitely more
talking points, most of which were depressing. Go be depressed somewhere else,
because this is a happy place!
A 5 game losing streak sucks, but tomorrow’s the trade
deadline which is full of hopes and dreams and lollipops. Whatever you do, stop
thinking about Scott Hairston.
PS: Andres Torres :(
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