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Showing posts with label Super Two. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Super Two. Show all posts
Friday, June 21, 2013
The Martyrdom of Saint Wil
I swear, you'd think they were gonna kill him.
For the last couple of months, one of the recurring themes amongst baseball types was the way in which Wil Myers was being kept against his will in the desolate hell-hole called Durham, North Carolina. To hear the way the seamheads put it, Myers was "trapped" in Cackalacky by the heartless and foolish Rays front office. Presumably, he was also being flogged regularly, fed nothing but gruel, and guest-starring on episodes of Beyond Scared Straight. No doubt the poor kid spent his days here digging his way out of the home clubhouse at the DBAP, possibly in the direction of Bull City Burger and Brewery, and covering up the hole with a tattered Rita Hayworth poster.
Labels:
Durham Bulls,
Super Two,
Tampa Bay Rays,
Wil Myers
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