This is the time of year where we spend days/nights at Chavez Ravine and take in the beautiful sights of the clear blue skies and hills just past the outfield parking lot (or the hills in the tank top or jeans of some firme ass hyna walking up/down the aisle). Time to put up the windshield sun shields and pregame in your car in the parking lot hoping you don't get spotted by the LAPD through your tinted windows, or pregame at the fire academy for the ones who don't mind walking up the hill to get inside, or hell, pregame on the way to the game for those of us that just don't give a fuck. Time to sing 'Take Me Out to The Ball Game' two times during the 7th inning stretch because Dodger fans don't need some bullshit ass There's Something About Mary 'Build Me Up Buttercup' singalong to get the crowd into the games like that team down the 5 freeway that resides in that rat infested shithole of a stadium in some imaginary land called 'los angeles of anaheim'.
The stench that is frank mccourt's bostonian ass is finally out of the owner's office, and in his place is Magic Johnson, Stan Kasten and Guggenheim Partners CEO Mark Walter. Together they make up the
Our NL CY Young winning ace Clayton Kershaw is looking to have a repeat year. Matt Kemp said fuck the hebrew hammer and Jay Z's 40/40 club and is going for 50/50 and MVP this year. And Dee Gordon's flattop will soon be in peak form as the season progresses.
As of now the Dodgers have started the season 3-0, and are looking for a sweep today in the 4 game season opening series down in san diego against NL West division rivals, the padres.
Here's to a great season!