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| (Yeah I probably am 4 days too late with this post. So what?) |
Having been a Blue Jays fan for the majority of my caring-about-baseball career, I generally don't get to watch National League Baseball all that much. The only full NL game that I've actually watched was the day Stephen Strasburg debuted in 2010, and heck, that was buttloads of fun. But that's about it. I haven't ever even watched an NLDS or NLCS game. Some might call this a travesty or completely biased, and they're probably right. It's just that the National League seems so foreign to me, so I just avoid it altogether.
But today, I'm going to talk about an NL player. He shares first names with an ESPN writer that I cannot stand at all. Yes, he is Buster Posey.
I'm sure almost everyone had heard how he became injured and will probably miss the rest of the season completely. How did you feel when you heard that news? Sad? Sympathetic? Or maybe just complete apathy?
I felt rage. A complete and utter desire to smash my face against my desk. Here's why.
