I want to make this clear. I respect the hell out of Buster Posey. We’ve won World Series, & shared amazing times with the @SFGiants during our tenure as players. And it makes me puke watching him have to be force fed this gay monthly agenda that has somehow weaseled its way into every aspect of society. And we are called bigots or homophobes if we don’t cater & morally accept their own sick sexual behavior.
Not everyone wants to be reminded for a month there are people engaging in sexual acts that don’t align with their own morals, beliefs, & values. Watching what the Giants organization has become is pathetic.
I blame every single player on that team that hasn’t taken up for their teammates publicly for having the stones to wear bible verses on their hats. Nor having Busters back.
Having said that, Busters silence on this issue has allowed a .234 hitter like Drew Gilbert with 3 homers to celebrate rare wins by blowing imaginary loads on his willing, & eager teammates who seem to relish the thought of his load painting their faces.
And allowing Rafael Devers to continue his whiny, & overly emotional lazy ass to disrespect the organization, & himself.
The biggest problem is the college manager with zero balls. He’s soft & players know it. He doesn’t know how to lead nor demand respect, or accountability. There is zero leadership in the clubhouse which is overrun by a bunch of spoiled talentless pussies who posses zero pride, nor respect for the game, the organization, the fans, & even themselves.
They don’t know the first thing about how to win. They lack killer instincts. But they sure do know how to hit like shit while drawing attention to themselves. Kinda like a talent less attention seeking IG chick whose entire account is nothing but insecure & desperate thirst traps for attention.
That’s actually a good idea for all you .200 hitters. Once you lose your job soon. Each one of you should open up your own Onlyfans page catering to gay men. I believe that’s where you losers will find your true calling! Especially since it’s obvious you like blowing loads on each other more than winning @MLB games.
Growing up in the south there was only one man respected more than Dale Earnhardt. And that was Bobby Cox. Every dad in the 90s wanted to be Dale Earnhardt but all those men admired the true great leader of the South..Bobby Cox. Every summer as a kid you would spend outside playing ball pretending to be Chipper..Klesko..Gallaraga or whatever new ball player the Braves added to the lineup that you learned the batting stance of so you could unload a tennis ball into the trees behind your mom’s garden in the backyard. It was Bobby’s world. He was the general who commanded excellence in Atlanta and we all got to watch live on TBS. From rainouts and Andy Griffith to pennants and World Series the man with the 6 on the back of his Jersey ran a tight ship and that carried over from the tv screen to sandlots across Dixie. If crime dog didn’t let Bobby down then neither could the boys of Keith Circle where I grew up. We started using golf balls and wrapping them with duck tape to form a baseball. ‘Tape ball’ was what we called it. We’d take whatever we needed from Mr. Donnie’s shed as he always was the Bobby Cox of our neighborhood encouraging us to play ball. He’d have the Braves game on the radio at all times it felt like. From Fulton county stadium to my little neighborhood in Williston, South Carolina.. Braves baseball created magic that spread throughout the South that shaped the lives of many young men like myself and the boys of Keith Circle. Without Bobby Cox there was no magic. From the Braves dugout to all the TVs across Dixie.. his ‘take no crap’ aura and ‘play the game the right way’ attitude is the reason he was so beloved and respected. May his legacy be known and talked about in churches and in bars and pharmacies and diners. I know all the old men in Hardee’s for breakfast come Monday morning won’t forget Bobby and will have plenty to talk about as they read the paper and sip their coffee. The South won’t forget Bobby. And neither will I..
..now how bout them Braves
RIP Bobby Cox
We mourn the passing of Hall of Famer Bobby Cox, the fourth-winningest manager in MLB history.
Cox led the Atlanta Braves to unprecedented success, winning 14 straight division titles from 1991-2005, along with 5 NL pennants and the 1995 World Series championship.
The four-time Manager of the Year won 2,401 games overall, behind only Connie Mack, Tony La Russa, and John McGraw. Of the 13 managers with at least 2,000 career wins, only one (Joe McCarthy) got there in fewer games than Cox.
Cox managed the Braves for 25 seasons in all, leading them to six 100-win seasons and eight 90-win seasons. He also managed the Blue Jays for four years, including the franchise’s first winning record in 1983 and first division title in 1985.
As General Manager of the Braves from 1986-90, Cox laid the foundation for the teams he would manage to success over the next two decades by trading for one future Hall of Famer in John Smoltz, drafting another in Chipper Jones, and helping develop homegrown legend Tom Glavine.
Owner of a .556 winning percentage in 29 total seasons as manager, Cox was elected to the Hall of Fame in 2014.
He was 84 years old.
@NBCSGiants you play LA, AZ,SD. 39x. It won’t get better this year. Spend some $ get some dudes. I hate LA. But you need players to compete. It’s not Tony. It’s the roster. Adames chap ,Arraez are guys no playoff team wanted. Agree Susac needs to play more he will. So will Gilbert .
@NBCSGiants Vitello will win wherever he’s at. Have to get some dudes. Devers is a shell of what he was- Bailey is a 1st rd pick. He will get every shot to show that. ( yeah he sux) but that’s baseball. Same with Henry Davis and Bart with PGH. Too much $ invested. They get playing time.
My dad taught me the scoreboard told me everything I needed to know, but when my batting average was displayed for 40,000 people, it became an eyesore.
So I stopped keeping score, focused on preparation and effort, and my performance got better when my heart wasn't tied to a base hit.
Then I realized I was the king of keeping score in life too: favors given, promises broken, gifts exchanged.
Keeping score wears you out and everyone around you.
There's only one person capable of keeping score of everybody's everything, and He doesn't keep score.
"They never care how much you know until they know how much you care."
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