Dinger-bashing is as common in Denver these days as home runs were pre-humidor. But I'm gonna take it further.Dinger needs to sustain a career-ending injury.
That may sound brutal, but blame it on the team spirit blazing inside me. Dinger wouldn't know what spirit was if the ghost of Harry Caray came up and bit him on the tail with his dentures. For as long as I can remember, that Barney wannabe would rather lounge around the bullpen pickin' his belly button lint than run around the stadium rallying the Rockies. I'm sure he's harvested enough by now to sit in the Rockpile during the next homestand and knit dozens of sweaters for area homeless. Bottom line, when it comes to super fuzzy sports fans, this guy can't even begin to carry Rocky's jock.
So Dinger needs to take a shot to the dongers. Or something else that will put him out of commission for good. Maybe there needs to be a little "fireworks mishap" at the upcoming 4th of July game. Maybe the concession stands could just cut him off and he'd slowly die from Dippin' Dots-starvation. Or to get it over with nice and quick, maybe Helton could fungo a ball at the AT-AT-like softspot on Dinger's neck.
The possibilities are as endless as the amount of time this foo' spends staring at boobs. Not that I can really blame him for that.
Ha. Love the pic of Dinger staring at the girls boobies. In general, I'm not a fan of mascots in baseball, but I'm a Yankees fan and we ban that sort of shit in the house that Jorge Posada built.
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