Yesterday I tried to tell you the other day that sports are magic. I take it back. Sports are garbage, and the Philadelphia Phillies organization is a smelly dumpster.
If you don't feel like reading the article, here are the cliff notes: Phillies draft kid. Kid gets agent to help him with contract stuff. Kid decides not to sign contract with Phillies. Phillies snitch on kid for using agent. NCAA suspends kid for his senior college season.
AJ Burnett had nothing to do with this, but he looks like he could be a dirtbag.
Yuck. If you are a student athlete, the NCAA wants you to know that they own you, and they will be done making money off of your labor when they say so. And the Phillies want you to know if they can't have you, nobody can. Sports are stupid. They can make grown adults act like petty children. I would know, I've played enough pickup basketball games to get into my share of childish, petty arguments.
One time my brother and I were playing wiffle ball in the front yard and got into an argument about who would go get the foul ball I hit to the other side of the yard. His logic was: You hit it. You git it. My logic was: You're closer, buttbreath. We argued so long my mom came out to break us up. She could tell we were arguing about who had to go get the ball, and when she saw it just chilling on the other side of the lawn, she looked more disappointed than any other person I have ever seen.
I'm excited for Mariners season anyways!
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