The Twilight's Last Gloating 

Oh dear, I nearly forgot:

Ha ha ha ha ha ha Dodgers! You couldn't even finish ahead of our crappy team!

And Jim Tracy, as my Moldavian landlord once said, your employer gives you pink slipper; you find yourself with big can of shit, yes?

I'd feel sorry for you, given the horrendous spate of injury that befell your squad. It's not your fault your team sucked and that your college-punk GM gathered the world's largest collection of malcontents since Billy Martin last ran the Bronx Zoo. Except you're a Dodger, and you deserve it.

Unless you're Sandy Koufax. Then you're cool by me.


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