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Oh shutup Mayor Bloomberg, you need your ass kicked too!!

[Man, read this article about how NY Mayor Bloomberg said he would have prosecuted Pedro Martinez for throwing Don Zimmer to the ground. This is B.S.]



SAD STATE: Teary-eyed Yank coach Don Zimmer yesterday says, "I'm embarrassed for the Yankees, I'm embarrassed for the Red Sox, I'm embarrassed for . . . my family."
- N.Y. Post: Charles Wenzelberg

Whatever dude...you're embarassed because you came running out on that field like you were an extra in "Braveheart", and you got manhandled on national television. I know that this is the PC world where everyone is touchy feely and we can't hurt anyone's feelings, but this is ridiculous.

Mayor Bloomberg had the audacity, the gall, the utter nerve to say that Pedro Martinez would have been prosecuted for throwing Zimmer to the ground during the fight. What about Zimmer? He decided to attack Martinez and was slung to the ground. It could have been worse. I think if Martinez would have slugged him he would have been within his right of self-defense. And excuse me, isn't a team official or staffer supposed to discourage behavior such as this. But no, we have to blame the person that threw him to the ground. Look at the events in question....




See fat manager attack....



See fat manager get handled....

Like the hillbilly tee shirts say. "If you can't run with the big dogs, stay on the porch."

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