If you have nothing to start with, I do.

I do have something, but it doesn't have to be the starter.

This is the drop dead day for Major League Baseball to reach agreement.

Yes, unless it's Tuesday in the day.

It's all BS.

They're trying to, you know what, the bad thing is, though,

Manfred doesn't care if they lose 30 games.

He'd rather not pay them.

All he's worried about is more playoff games, because that's what the money, the TV money,

is tied to.

But the other thing is the players have to be more realistic.

They're really misreading the public Patrick.

There's no human cry for this.

So, and the other thing is there's nothing they can do to get the fowlbies of the world

who have all these analytics to give six-year contracts to 32-year-olds.

And those days in the ship is sale.

The Albert Poole's as great as he is, getting a 10-year contract for ungodly millions at

age 32 is over.

They're not going to do that anymore.

And you can't convince the players think those guys are getting screwed and that they're

not because of the economy.

Well, it's not the economy.

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