I don’t want to know how big his testicle was
by Brian Keaney
Now I’m not one of the legions of Dan Shaughnessy haters out there, but every now and then you just have to ask yourself what the hell he was thinking. Then you ask his editor what he was thinking.
Seriously, CHB? A story about cups? I can do without the knowlege of what Youklis has in his pants, thank you very much, or the size of Beltre’s testicle. There must be something happening at Fort Myers. It can’t be this dull.