All right. We are hijacking everything we had planned. I'm going to sell you on something. People all I ask is... Tell me this pen. Sell me this pen.

I'm not going to make fun of the Geo or Shella thing. Maybe that's my

Yankee bias coming out but I actually think he's a good he's a decent ball player.

Who, Gina? Gina, as Update Jesus called him.

No, Gio Rochelle, first of all, he can hit left-handers.

You find anybody who can hit some lefties and kill him.

That's a good thing to have. He doesn't have to start every day and

he'll be a part of this third base Frankenstein. I don't make fun of it, just like I didn't make

fun of my Ada. What I'm also not going to do is pen a thousand word piece about how committed to winning chrysilages.

So let's just work with me.

It's clear they listen down there.

I make fun of their tube TVs, they get rid of them. I talk

about how the ballpark and the scoreboard got to get upgraded. They upgraded.

Bitched about the dimensions, they moved fences.

Rico. Yesterday I said, you don't have a third baseman.

They went out and got a third baseman.

So we're going to test this one more time.

Sell the team?

Oh, no, that clearly doesn't work.

I can't overcome the tax consequences of that.

But there's one thing left to do. of that

there's one thing left to do and you will win the AL Central and before people freak out and think I'm just a star bleeper

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