Opening day! Probably the only day I play the part of overzealous fan before 161 games of unquiet and dread. Now, if only I could find my wacom pen so I could finish up this portrait of Rhianna's rude boy. I need Kemp to carry my fantasy beis since my draft was a bust. I hate being on the clock! I panic and end up with abysmal-ranked first basemen that no one of sound mind rubbernecks in the 12th round. I was clearly making a pass at Carlos Quentin but nooooo sneaky undermining Yahoo! and Cookie Jar treachery.
Like it or not, the Dodgers opening day line-up. I gotta go- 10:35 am start time. Rough.
Can LA sign Cust? Thanks.