Yoenis Cespedes went 3-for-5 with his 31st homer and, like, his 12th homer in the past week. Doode's straight combustible heat. Like a fatty steak on the grilling heat. Uh-oh, I feel my rap altar ego, B-Fire, coming on. Cannot stop the blaze. Like a Scottish sheep, I can't stand here, I gotta graze. Between Monday and Tuesday is a hidden day called Muesday, between Monday and Sunday is all Grey's days. I watch a Merchant-Ivory period flick with my piece, because I'm strapped and going through a phase. Shh, it's my Victorian secret. Whomp, there's another Yoenis hit. Cepedes is so on-lock it's like he's got a hundred legs all stuck in tar pits. For my Def Poetry Jam audition tape, this I will submits. I liked About Schmidt, but why Kathy Bates gotta get out of the tub naked with her flabby-- Nah, I need to quit. So, on the year, Yoenis has a line of 93/31/92/.298/7 and is nearly top five for all players on our Player Rater, not just top five outfielders, and, for 2016, it's going to be real hard to knock him down much past the 2nd round. Unless, of course, the Padres get their grubby mitts on him. Anyway, here's what else I saw yesterday in fantasy baseball:
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