Yesterday, amid the pink bats, and the pink wrist bands, and the pink spikes, and the pink shin guards, and the pink lapel pins and the pink jock straps, stood Joba the Nut. Of the five Yankee starters that could have pitched on Mother's Day, we got to watch Joba Chamberlain. Joba was raised by his dad because his mother was a crack whore. The same mother that was arrested last week trying to sell meth to an undercover cop. I was smiling at the irony and I'm sure God was too.
Hopefully, Joba will get to pitch on Father's Day in a packed stadium filled with blue balls -- and blue bats, and blue wrist bands, and blue lapel pins.
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