As soon as Hekker shanks one week 1, I'm moving back.It’s done. Moving forward.
Because of their salaries, the choice was probably cut Hekker or trade Bojorquez.I worry we traded the wrong punter.
To keep with the poetry theme from other thread:
It was all for naught.
Wasted time on punter's fate.
Hekker warms up arm...
There once was a GM named Snead,
twas a master at filling a need.
His punter takes less,
and our good buddy Les,
even finds a 6th pick in the weeds...
That's the one bit of writing I absolutely suck at: poetry. I never could get it.
I know punters are people, too.
Had you figured for a "from Nantucket" type.Same here.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Poems are hard
Bacon
Had you figured for a "from Nantucket" type.
You had me at Bacon.Same here.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Poems are hard
Bacon
There once was a man from AdareThere once was a hermit named Dave
Who put a dead whore in a cave
He said "I admit"
"I'm a bit of a twit"
"But look at the money I save!"