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FIRE ROENICKE!
There is no such thing as a “curse” or “baseball gods”, so this borderline ridiculous string of injuries for the Milwaukee Brewers is obviously somebody’s fault. I blame Ron Roenicke. Fire him. Fire him NOW.
For the first time in years, the Crew is fielding an All-star caliber catcher and he’s sidelined by A SUITCASE!?!?!?!?!? WTF!??!?!?!?!?!??
If you live under a rock, the story is here. I’m gonna go puke up my breakfast again.
GRRRR!!!! I HATE SUITCASES!!!!!
“Everything is exactly the same,” said Roenicke. “The hamstrings, the pulled quads, the sore shoulders, those can be prevented because there is a maintenance program that guys do. Sometimes you can’t do anything about those, but those are the things you have control over because of how you train and what you do.
“The other things, a suitcase falling on your hand, those are freak things. You can’t do anything about that.”
I beg to differ. You can fire the manager. Fire your awful, whiny, last-place-if-the-Cubs-weren’t-in-our-division manager!!!
BOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
COULD IT BE THE LACK OF HGH IN THE LOCKER ROOM SUPPLIED BY ONE RYAN M. BRAUN? NO…. IT CAN’T BE.
It’s payback from the baseball gods for Braun failing his drug test. Yes he failed. Appealed not the fact that he failed the drug test, but appealed the fact that protocol was broken.
Now he is spreading his herpes all over the clubhouse.
Does anyone remember that black guy in the boat in the movie Caddyshack. You know, the guy who gets those “big eyes” when he sees Rodney coming at him with his boat? Well, everytime I see the Herpes Hammer, it reminds me of him.