But on the seventh day, unlike God, the Boston Brahmin McCourt had too much energy to rest. Either that, or his wife was nagging him nonstop for the next Gucci or Tiffany trinket, so he had no time to rest.
This guy doesn’t belong in Los Angeles, and he should end the charade as quickly as possible. Sell the damn Los Angeles Dodgers and go somewhere on a small island where you can be a dictator, Frankie baby. You’re not an Angeleno and never will be.
The experience at Dodger Stadium, unless you have the big bucks to sit in Club or those ridiculous Field Boxes for $400, is a ganbanger’s paradise. Racial slurs emanate from the stands as in the schoolyards of L.A. Unified, and people are accosted and killed in the parking lot. Perhaps McCourt can’t control the scumbags he sells tickets to, but if he put a family-first team on the field, instead of a bunch of cheap punks, he might get a better audience (check out the Angels for what happened to the Dodger tradition).
Anyway, what brings up this posting is an itty-bitty piece that I read the other day stating that McGreedy had purchased the Los Angeles Marathon and was moving it to a Monday, on Presidents’ Day.
Strange, let’s see, first he copied the Boston Brahmin Jimmy Fund with his creation of ThinkCure (both are cancer charities), and now he’s copying the Boston Marathon, which is run on Patriots’ Day (a celebration of Lexington-Concord, start of the American Revolution). To boot, most of his staff are Boston Brahmins with a couple of New York Yankee prodigal sons included.
Find an island, Frank, and disappear. I know Los Angeles, and you’re no Angeleno.
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