You didn't have to love baseball or hate the Yankees to love the Tiger celebration in Detroit tonight folks. It was electrifying. I'm telling you, it sent up a shiver. I'm a Masshole, and it rivaled the Red Sox World Series win in 2004. That's saying something. But Detroit was hungry. The Yankees were bloated. And it was beautiful. And if a locker room full of guys shooting champagne all each over doesn't look like a locker room full of guys jacking off all over each other, I'm a Yankee fan.
Go Tigers! Go Mets! Bye A-Rod! You'll have time to watch Dr. Phil with me now! Doodle says hi.
4 comments:
It was a great game. I liked the way they came out of the locker room and sprayed the fans with champagne. Mets and Tigers in the Series? I could dig it.
A-Rod needs to spend this off season in Austria with a team of Austrian psychiatrists working around the clock on getting the sand out of his vagina so he can do something else besides ground-out to second every time the situation gets even mildly clutch.
Rogers poured beer on a cop's head. that erases his troublesome past in my book.
the tigers' celebration with the fans definitely won my heart for the postseason.
yes. where's the fallout from all the champagne spraying? no doubt alch. consumption will be censored from now on like janet jackson's Nipplegate.
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