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Tommy Lasorda Poetry

By Gary

Tommy Lasorda Poetry

I have never, ever,
since I managed,
ever
told a pitcher to throw at anybody,
nor will I ever.

And if I ever did,
I certainly wouldn't
make him throw
at a
fucking .130 hitter like Lefebvre
or fucking Bevacqua,
who couldn't hit water
if he fell
out of a fucking boat.

And I guaran-fucking-tee you this:
When I pitched
and I was going to pitch against a team
that had guys on it
like Bevacqua,
I sent a fucking limousine
to get the cocksucker
to make sure
he was in the motherfucking lineup
because I kicked that cocksucker's ass
any day of the week.

He's a fucking motherfucking big mouth,
I'll tell you that.

stolen from Bardball

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