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Your Toronto Blue Jays lead the pack of bad

There are a lot of hardcore Jays fans from coast to coast – there’s no doubt about that. If you rounded up each and every diehard fan and built a city for them, and then relocated the Jays to that city, the numbers at the gate would be a lot higher than USA Today reported…

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Let’s make some noise for the arms in New Hampshire

As many of you know, I love taking hard swigs from the prospect bottle. I dive into it like it’s the Gulf of Mexico and I’m a Canadian who hasn’t felt the warm sun or splashed in salty water all winter. I open my shitty MiLB app that functions like it was designed by grade 11…

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Hey Charlie – Let’s talk about bunting

Hey Charlie ol’ Gibbers here, I know that you’re off to a real rough start. Heck, I’d even say a shitty start if ya want me to be honest with ya – sorry about the cuss. I’m trying to keep the language a lil’ more PG-13. Good ol’ Mrs. Gibbers doesn’t like me cussin’ much…

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Eric Pardinho’s unlikely story is a fascinating one

If you walk up Blue Jays Way towards the Rogers Centre, then you know that the ghosts of yesterday are everywhere. The names of Bautista, Price, Tulowitzki, Donaldson, Encarnación, and the rest of the 2015 25-man roster scream at you in blue. I’m being hyperbolic here and not exactly everyone on that roster has their…

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Revisiting Toronto’s stance on retired numbers

I like Paul Simon, but I love the album Graceland. Songs like ‘The Boy In The Bubble’, ‘Diamonds On The Soles Of Her Shoes’, ‘Under African Skies’, and even ‘You Can Call Me Al’ send me to a place that other songs just don’t. It’s a happy little corner filled with terrific memories of being…

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What’s next?

So, I’m not sure if you heard the big news yet? But, yes, it has been six weeks since my last dumb cigarette. Every Jays fan is talking about it. It’s trending on Twitter and even in the internet ghost town known as Facebook. I’ve been the talk of the town. I’m not going to…

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Extend Stroman And Sanchez You Cowards

During the cold offseason, I usually get up early ever morning, put on my parka, and walk down John St. to the Dome. I think about baseball things, specifically the Jays. I stand near the statue of Ted and talk to him, as if I were having a conversation with some sort of capitalistic God. I…