I want to believe that you started taking the women’s fertility drug H.C.G. because you had some harebrained idea that you could make a buck or two being the first pregnant man that is also a professional baseball player. Maybe you thought you could hit a few homers with Manny Jr. in your tum-tum. That’s actually very sweet.
But I don’t believe that. I believe that you’ve been trying to cover up your juicing. You are a cheater. You may be a good guy on the inside, but you’re a cheater all over.
It makes the Dodgers sad. It’s got my bestie Colin, the world’s biggest Doyers fan, practically in tears. The residents of Mannywood are left destitute. The Sports Guy and his kid may never recover. I don’t even want to know what Jen is thinking about how these actions reflect on her BoSox–and the two World Series you shared with them–right now.
Cheating hurts people, dude. If you aren’t already, you should be severely ashamed of yourself.
Cuz everyone else is ashamed of you.
So sorry, Colin…
Filed under: Asterisks, Beyond Shame, Boston Red Sox, Cheaters, Disappointing Everyone, Disappointment, Fertility Drugs, HCG, Hormones, Manny Ramirez, Pregnant Man, Sadness, Suspension, The Los Angeles Dodgers
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