Yeah, the team’s a mess, the throwing error didn’t exactly help (and neither are the bad calls by the home plate ump, ‘hem), staying at the haunted Victorian hotel didn’t help things either (if you believe in those things) in Milwaukee, but he’s one of the players I believe in. No matter the outcome of the game. He didn’t punch a Gatorade machine or anything for that matter, but yelled what looked like a slew of curses and a “come on, let’s go!” A man, a leader. Simply Johan♥.
perfectly stated octoberspazbaby
