I’ve been released

When the manager wants to see you in his office ASAP, that’s the baseball equivalent of a girl saying “I think we need to talk.” It’s usually not good. Or else someone’s pregnant. One or the other.

Well, today I got that message. They wanted to see me in the manager’s office. Luckily, nobody is pregnant (that I know of). I was hand-delivered a letter from one Gary Jones. And it’s right here.

Release letter

The end of the line.

Jonesy went on to share several baseball/life truths and we went our separate ways. I’m still puzzled as to how he was the one releasing me since the Padres don’t control the Bad Apple Dancers, but when Gary Jones tells you to stay out of the dugout, you’d darn well better listen.

Sigh… it was fun.

Musical guest… Boyz II Men!


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