I don't care if you win the World Series. I don't care if you win the next ten World Series. Because on one day in August, you let this man, THIS HEAD CASE, THIS FRUSTRATING HAND LICKER who need 46 PITCHES to get out of the second inning beat you. THIS PERSON, who WILLINGLY POSED for THIS PICTURE beat you.
And that is a stink that's going to linger.
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