DODGERS The PHOTO CAPTION Thread

GUERRERO: "My bat is my ticket to the big leagues."
ARRUEBARRENA: "Yeah but your glove is a ticket for deportation."
GUERRERO: "Fuck you bkitch, at least I can hit!"
ARRUEBARRENA: "Yeah, too bad you can't field... like me."
GUERRERO: "You know what?... if you combined the two of us, we'd be a fucken superstar."
ARRUEBARRENA: "Yeah, either that or a scrub who can't hit or field."
GUERRERO: "Man, why you so negative?"
ARRUEBARRENA: "Why you so positive?"
GUERRERO: "I hate you."
ARRUEBARRENA: "I hate you more."

 

GARCIA: "Slow down payaso, what's the rush?"
BUCHTER: "It's all-you-can-eat taco and ramen night."
GARCIA: "Yeah, so?"
BUCHTER: "Uribe and Ryu are already there!"
GARCIA: "Oh shit, pick up the pace wetto!"

 

CRAWFORD: "Hey, it'll be fun hitting in the same lineup as you."
KENDRICK: [breaks out laughing]
CRAWFORD: "What's so funny?"
KENDRICK: "You said hitting."
CRAWFORD: "Yeah, so?"
KENDRICK: "I'll be hitting, you'll be batting."
CRAWFORD: "Man that's cold."
KENDRICK: "Not as cold as your bat."
CRAWFORD: "Man that sucks."
KENDRICK: "Not as much as you in the field."
CRAWFORD: "Man..."
KENDRICK: "You should just quit now before you embarrass yourself any further."

 

ROLLINS: "For the last time, I'm not driving you to Taco Bell!"

 

FRIEDMAN: "Have your guys been working on hit-and-run?"
MATTINGLY: "Wait, which one is that again?"
FRIEDMAN: "Really?"
MATTINGLY: "There's just too much to try and remember."
FRIEDMAN: "Serious question..."
MATTINGLY: "Shoot."
FRIEDMAN: "What are you going to do for work when you're done managing?"
MATTINGLY: "You mean after practice? Nothing. Want to grab a pizza?!!!"
FRIEDMAN:

 

FAN: "So what are you going to do for work when you're done managing?"
DBB: "Wow, I'm flattered. But I think Andy and I are going to go for pizza."
FAN:

 

lol
fortunately the pic was titled

 

i'd counter with...
howie having >300 more PA's
better oWAR and dWAR 4.4/1.4 [vs 2.3/-0.4]
and that the difference in BA was a mere .007 points
and then i'd add this just to be a

 

FRIEDMAN: "So what do you bench, like 140?"
KAPLER: "Like 340."
FRIEDMAN: "Um... yeah, me too. Me too."

 

WILLS: "Now rememba, when bkitches ax u wut happened, tell em itz cuz you packin."
KENLEY: "Packing, what did you guys trade me?"
WILLS: "No, idiot, packin! U know, hung?"
KENLEY: "Man I know I hung a couple cutters last year, but otherwise I thought I did pretty well."
WILLS: "Nah, fool. I'm talkin bout wut u got goin below the waistline..."
KENLEY: "Oh, gotcha. But I can't really do any cardio until I get off these crutches."
WILLS: "Man, you iz one stupid niggah. Wut parta Afrika u from?"
KENLEY: "I'm not from Africa, I from the Netherlands Antilles."
WILLS: "Netherlandz? U mean where they gotz all dem stupid windmills n shit?"
KENLEY: [thinking] ~what an idiot
WILLS: [thinking] ~wut a idiot

 

ETHIER: "Alright, here goes."
GUY w/CANE: "Ribbon's not the only thing that should be cut."
MS. ETHIER: "No shit."
BLACK CHICK: "Werd."
ETHIER: "Man fuck all you punks."
GUY w/CANE: "I'd like to fuck your wife."
MS. ETHIER: "I'd like you to fuck me."
BLACK CHICK: "Fuck, let's make it a threesome!"
ETHIER: "Hey, can I watch?"
GUY w/CANE: "You'll be doing enough of that when the season starts."
MS. ETHIER: "No shit."
BLACK CHICK: "Werd."
ETHIER: