My Aren't We Bitter

I stumbled upon an Angel's blog, and they are mighty sore about last October. Granted, I'd probably still be a bit pissed, but some of the stuff is pretty funny.


Here are some snippets...

It is time to see the Windy City Whiffers face a good pitcher for at least once on this dog and pony West Coast show of theirs.

After years of going to Angel games where there was not a single White Sox fan in the stadium (not at all like the opposing-fan-packed Boston and Yankee affairs), I must report that not only is the Reinsdorff Bandwagon full, but that these are the fattest fans in the major leagues. Record beer and weiner sales in Anaheim tonight.

They better be marketing to the young Chicagoans, as there isn't a set of arteries among the Pale Hose fanatics likely to be operating the day Bobby Jenks turn 40.

No excuses, kids, these are the World Cheating Champions and we either beat them without their trusted umpiring scam or we tip our caps to the superiority of a has-been town that everyone leaves.

predictions
halos - 5, 8white cocks - 1, 3

Cheaters v Halos
My picks:Halos: 5/12Cheaters: 4/14

(this one doesn't relate to the Sox, but I thought it was funny)

The Angels have now gotten 18 straight scoreless innings out of guys whose names don't rhyme with "Chef Beaver."