Other teams, take note. See how the catcher stands far away from the plate, thus ensuring that the ball with travel nowhere within the circumference of Manny’s swing. That’s really how you have to do it. And the same thing applies for J.D. Drew these days, so write that down as well.
Of course, immediately after this at-bat, the Orioles demonstrated the international symbol for “Holy crap, Mike Lowell just stepped on our nuts.” But still.
Meanwhile, the Papelbot all but advised the Rays to sport some extra padding in their jocks when the Sox come to the Trop in a couple weeks:
“In my opinion, it is a bunch of bull what they did. All I got to say is what comes around goes around. In my opinion, and the way I feel right now, this thing isn’t all settled and done. We still got to play them a few more times, and I know when we go into Tropicana, things will be a little different than when we went in there last time.”
Hey, as Johnny Lydon once noted, anger is an energy. And seeing as how these days threatening the Yankees is like bitch slapping Stephen Hawking, the Rays will fill in quite nicely as the team whose arse we revel in punting.
