Never, Joanna. Never. I can't live the button-down life like you. I want it all: the terrifying lows, the dizzying highs, the creamy middles. Sure, I might offend a few of the bluenoses with my cocky stride and musky odors - oh, I'll never be the darling of the so-called "baseball media” who cluck their tongues, stroke their beards, and talk about ‘What's to be done with this José Bautista?’ “
Actually, Mike Vorkunov, if that is your real name, Bautista didn't imply that there were "circumstances" working against the Jays.
Findlay is the best, guys.
Bautista is hitting lead off for Game 3.
Jonah Keri busted out some emojis to celebrate:
Pep talk from the catcher:
Ostie d’calvaire, ostie d’ciboire
Câlisse de tabarnak
Ostie d’crisse de tabarnak
Ostie d’câlisse de viarge
I used the header image on purpose, because a lot of American media used it for their Bautista pieces. I thought it was hilarious because it's actually Edwin Encarnacion arguing and Bautista trying to settle him down. Also, Laz Diaz's body language is hilarious. Way to deescalate.
I'm your lover man and I won't let go
I wanna stay with you, you can lock the door