Showing posts with label Joe Torre. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Joe Torre. Show all posts

Friday, June 25, 2010

St. Joe is back in town!


St Joe is back in town with his Dodgers and Francesa was kissing his ass. Joe was making nice and saying how all is forgiven and he was too emotional when he left the Yankees.


Now let's review. He came to this team when he was reviled and termed "Clueless Joe." He did a great job, no one can take it away from him. Just like Casey Stengel did. But just like Casey the time came when he had to move on. And he couldn't do it. The Yankees offered him a contract that still made him the highest paid manager in Baseball and he said he was "insulted." He went to the Dodgers in America's second largest market with a team in contention. How did that work out for him? He's a good manager but I think there were any number of guys who could of done it with the Yankee team. I mean Joe Girardi did it last year and he ain't exactly Miller Huggins if you know what I mean. Joe just didn't appreciate what it means to be part of the Yankee tradition. He made tons of money and will go to the Hall of Fame because of the teams the Yankees gave him. Nobody can take his accomplishment away from him. But the Saint act is getting real old.


I bet he get a warm ovation in his first appearance and then they can boo the shit out of him.


Saints are great but you don't want to hang around with them too much. Too sanctimonious if you know what I mean.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Hey it's Playoff Time!


Hey you little pissers the Playoff’s are in full swing baby!!!

A-Rod’s urine sample reporting to you on all the games!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Yankees won riding CC Ryder all the way through eight innings till the great Mariano closed them out. The Angels sort of Lackeyed something. Hee, hee. It was as cold as Hillary Clinton’s tit last night but the Yankees did what they had to do. I mean did you see Johnny Damon with that Elmer Fudd hat. What’s the matter with that asshole? And Robbie Cano wore a ski-mask like he was gonna rob a bodega on East Tremont Avenue. They better man up or I will have to go there and smack the me out of them.

Speaking of manning up. How did A-Rod tip toe into home plate last night! Didn’t ever even hear of Pete fuckin Rose. You have to hammer the guy. He needed to plow into him like he plowed into that skanky whore Madonna for crying out loud. He’s just lucky we won or he would have gotten his ass handed to him.

Now the Phillies blew it. Like you knew they would. I mean they rode Pedro as long as they could and then they put every pitcher they had on the team in the game. Except for their closer. What’s up with that shit? I expected them to put Terry Mulholland in the game soon. And poor Pedro. He pitches great and has nothing to show for it. I bet he gets drunk tonight and starts posting thousand of comments on the computer again. I hate when that happens. There’s nothing worse than a really depressed Dominican on the internet.

Saint Joe Torre pulled another one out of his ass. I hope the Dodgers make it to the Series and play my Yankees. I bet George Steinbrenner can kick the shit out of a couple of Dodger fans in the elevator again like he did the last time they played in the series. I mean the man is senile and 90 years and all but he should still be able to handle some tofu eating, seventh inning leaving, sun glass at night wearing California pussies.

The playoffs are going just the way that I thought. And what’s great is that MLB is gonna ask for me cause A-Rod looks like such a pussie he can’t be taking extra testosterone. So I won’t be missing any of the game. Cool.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

What's the most likely?
















For our new poll we have to decide what is the most likely thing to happen when Trooper York is out in the wilds of California next week:

He gets a big burger at Bob's Big Boy.

He goes to the Dodger game and yells at Joe Torre for nine innings.

He has to get mouth to mouth from one of the Baywatch Babes after drowing in the Pacific ocean.

He gets frisked in a frisky way by Police Woman Angie Dickensen.

Leah Remini cuts in front of him and Blake at the deli line and he has to spank her.

Rude comments and stupid shit welcome.

Monday, January 26, 2009

There are no secrets in the dugout.


There are no secrets in the dugout. In a book published today with co-author Tom Verducci, Joe Torre revealed for the first time the machinations surrounding his leaving the Yankees. He did not want to leave but was maneuvered out of the job and was forced to accept the helm of the lowly Dodgers. What was not know at the time was that Caroline Kennedy had let it be know that she wanted to be manager of the Yankees and GM Brian Cashman actually considered it. Caroline said that although she had never actually been to a baseball game she had listened to them on the radio once or twice and had seen the movie Pride of the Yankees at least six times. Therefore she felt that she was eminently qualified as she was the daughter of a dead president and a society trollop and unlike most others in her family she had not drowned or raped anyone. Recently.

However all of her maneuvering went for naught as the Yankees settled on Joe Giradi. This did nothing to heal the wounds between the Kennedy's and the Torre families as they are now permanently estranged. Here is a photo of Caroline and Joe in happier times when they both spoke at the National Organization of Women's Biggest Pussy of the Year awards in 2003.