Mad Magazine should feature Manny Ramirez on their covers. He’s one of the original Boston Red Sox Idiots. And, now we have confirmation he is crazy as a Looney Toon.
Imagine having been banned once for 50 games for using a forbidden substance, and then to use the proverbial putative something again.
Imagine being so stupid that you are caught once more with hormones, steroids or the creeping crud inside you.
The threat of a 100-game suspension and humiliation is a great motivator toward retirement.
The motto of Manny Being Manny rivals only the other imbecile’s mantra: ”What, me worry?”
Don’t worry, Manny. Be happy. Your career is in the garbage dump and your miscue is now beyond rescue. You just flushed 500 home runs down the poop chute.
Some people get ulcers, and others give them. If Manny is ulcerated, it is only along his medulla oblongata.
If using drugs and steroids will fry your brain, Manny may have fricasseed frontal lobes. He is clearly out...
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