Right now is there is something going on in this town where we have turned into Seattle City.

Seriously, explain that please. Well, this city's gone limp. It's gone soft. And basically if you don't parrot the party line of these teams and you're not a lemming

you're somehow the Antichrist.

You need to see Alice.

Man, you got pump up that flagpole because something is not right here.

Think about this.

We haven't won a championship in this town in 15 years.

We've only won one in 20 years.

And yet, whether I bring up dissatisfaction with the wings and the Steve bots come out. We talk about saying

Carlton Davis is a good football player but I wanted more out of this off season.

Oh my God what did you just say?

I really like the work Brad Holmes has done, but I'm unimpressed with free agents.

Oh my God, you son of them.

Bizweh.

Then this Scott Harris thing is the most mystical of all. Oh, I'm sorry, is Scott

Harris, is Theo Epstein inside that body and he's going to unzip himself?

Because Scott Harris did nothing last year when he got here.

And we all said fine, you want to learn how crappy this team is.

Then he got bamboozled at the deadline by E-Rod and we went into an

off season this year where he essentially mocked people for wanting, I

don't know, a free agent of note. And all you offered was the dead body of Jack Flaherty,

Frankenstein at third base, and Mark Hanna. And I'm like,

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