You say Kiké I say Manny
Pottymouth convinces Patti that Jason Momoa is thematic because Samoan and because Jorge Alfaro. We’ve got boyfriends on the Guardians and the Mets. Max messes with the pitch clock rules, the Red Sox mess with shift rules, and the Os and Pirates don’t need no stinkin’ badges.
Cleveland girl Patti is so happy to talk Guardian boyfriends, and of course she and Pottymouth pick gold glove outfield pals – Pottymouth with breakout star Steven Kwan, and Patti with literally jumping to Kwan’s defense Myles Straw. Over at the Mets, Pottymouth bets on the sexy defense of Luis Guillorme, and Patti selects Escobar protege Mark Vientos. Former bf Kiké shares a most embarrassing moment, and Jayme Hoskins brings the plus one to Patti’s former pick of Rhys. Ronnie Gajownik gets a bench coach shot at Dbacks spring training, and the Red Sox bring Taylor Jackson on as a single A on-field coach. Vladdy has to back out of the WBC, still leaving a loaded line up behind on the DR team. Duran and Verdugo present a country report on Mexico, and the X-Man has us on the hunt for honkballer swag. We crosstrain with the NHL, profiling some pride nights done right, from the solid C of the Ottawa Senators and their T shirt rainbow of an arena, to the A+ of the Anaheim Ducks, from the jersey design involvement of long-time in-house organist, Lindsay Imber, incorporating community organizations, fundraising, thematic giveaways, and visible involvement of team members.
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