Thirty thirty thirty-four hours to go // Let’s get some people traded.
Nothin to lose, so let them boys go // Let’s get some people traded.
Get Paps to the airport, put Byrd on a plane,
If you can’t move Bastardo, it would be a shame.
You can’t control the fact that you signed Ryan Howard to that enormous contract // how did you not see that one coming, dummy?
Oh oh oh oh oh ohhhhhhh…
Discuss. (note – upon further review, my math is bad – it was 32 hours when i came up with this idea, but I added 8 to 24 and got 34. Wow!)