And Now, Black Taco, A Spontaneous Poem By J.M.M. Sweeney Jr.
Holy shit! That was NEARLY 24 HOURS OF CORONARY-INDUCING POST-SEASON BASEBALL! And can we start off by saying FUCK THE TBS ANNOUNCERS AND ANYTHING THEY EVER DO AGAIN! And that TBS strike box thing! Fuck that! What was that! Also, FUCK MAJOR LEAGUE BASEBALL! You have made your feelings known about us! So why shouldn’t we! Also, WHO THE FUCK LIES ABOUT THE TEMPERATURE OUTSIDE! If you would lie about that, you’d lie about ANYTHING! That Sunday night game made zero sense! Neither team deserved to win! No human beings deserved anything after that game! What a display! Oh, the humanity! But it gave way to last night’s amazing ballgame! Which I deem, here, now, and forevermore “BLACK TACO!” For it was the BLACK TACO that is our new talisman of victory! Say it with me! BLACK TACO! BLACK TACO BUFFET! The Gods of Win shall know what you mean! And they will smile upon you! Like they did with Ben Francisco! I LOVE YOU BEN FRANCISCO! And Scott Eyre! I’m sorry I talked so much shit on you! I’m sorry I said that you and Clay Condrey would make fantastic two-ply toilet paper! But seriously dude! You got lucky! We all got lucky! It is my belief! That! The umpires in this whole series! Must have been distracted by the Facebook app! Or situationist artists just trying to see how much the public could take! And Denver! How did you make it stay 1988 in Denver forever! That is so weird! Orange hat guy! Holy shit orange hat guy! We’d also like to put it out there right here and now that Darren Daulton looks like he knows how to party! DARREN DAULTON BLACK TACO BUFFET PARTY! And to that Jiminez guy: We’re sorry we broke your will! You look like a nice guy! You also look like Obama and Jay-Z all mixed up together with some crying lady on the evening news! Why you look so sad! Nobody stays on the Rockies forever! WE STOLE YOUR MEMORIES! It’s a fact! Ask anybody in Denver if they remember anything that happened before Ryan Howard‘s double last night! They don’t! BLACK TACO! And Brad Lidge! Don’t worry about it! I have a million friends like you! They’ve been fucking up everything for everybody all year! But we still love them! They’ll come through! Eventually! Just like you did! And why for the love of cripes has the time of the game on Thursday NOT been announced yet! We’ve already postponed the Philebrity Awards! What more can you possibly want from us! Holy shit! BLACK TACO! BLACK TACO WE SHALL BURN LOS ANGELES TO THE GROUND! HELLO BLACK TACO MY OLD FRIEND! I’ve come to talk with you again! A vision softly creeping! Black taco. Black taco. Black taco.






