Bobby Cox. All the way to…
…ah, hell, the man’s never gonna die. Or retire.
…ah, hell, the man’s never gonna die. Or retire.
I kind of want to hate him, but I can’t. The great thing about Smoltz killing our hitters today is that our rather thin lineup of active pitchers can learn a lot from watching the guy.
As we all know, Bush and Putin are both checking out Aruban properties in eager anticipation of retirement from their respective offices. I heard some asinine news reporter referring to them as “two old war horses riding off into the sunset.” Or something like that. Smoltz is 40, and we can safely assume he’s on thesame trajectory. I think we can also safely assume he’s more deserving of that title.