I don't care if they call me a coon, sellout, Uncle Tom, boot-licker, or house n***er. Never have, never will. I want a leader who looks danger in the eye, takes a bullet, gets back up with blood on his face, and pumps his fist, ready to fight. And I'll never apologize for that.
If you haven’t seen it yet, here’s Bryce Harper’s 3rd inning moonshot with nothing but The Bank crowd noise… Absolute chills.
Also, the two dudes standing on the roof in right field deserve the world. I hope they’re doing well this morning.
@JazzNationNews Anyone is available for the right price, but I’d feel pretty safe saying he’s going to be a Jazz man next year. Definitely going to be a crazy off-season!