So C.C. Sabathia went out last night and threw another ho-hum gem of a fucking game. Well la-di-fucking-da. That big, fat, GINORMOUS (FUCK YOU BAMADAWG!) piece of fuck can drown in a pool of shit as far as I'm concerned. Oh, now that you're on the fucking Yankees you can suddenly pitch in the postseason? Fuck you! It might have helped a little bit in the 2007 ALCS if you hadn't dropped two steaming piles of elephant shit on the mound. Were you really that scared of Josh Beckett? I bet if I had slopped some BBQ sauce on that stupid Texan hick you wouldn't have shit your pants in fear, huh? Fuck you, Sabathia!
God I can't wait to call BamaDawg the second after the next Yankees loss. Cocksucker.
