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Instead of actually talking about the topic you created the thread for (The Futures Game), you continue to showcase your five-tool ability, which I must admit is getting fairly impressive: an elite mouth-breather whose knowledge of baseball rivals the bag of yard waste I just dumped behind my house about an hour ago, an uncanny ability to find the cheapest lotion at Wal-Greens so you can quickly high-tail it back to your basement and crank out a few fresh ones while you wait for the newest episode of Storage Wars to come on, a guy who possesses enough rhetorical savvy to talk himself in circles, then completely forget what you intended to talk about, the plus-plus ability to multi-task -- pop zits with a toothpick, adjust blown-out elastic waistband on your jogging shorts and bury your left index finger in your nose while you try to fabricate some nonsensical argument with the other hand and extremely underrated hand-eye coordination, displayed by the rapid movement of your drool cup sliding across the desk as you attempt to hamstring the waterfall of drool spewing from your mouth. High ceiling even higher floor.
There was tons of young talent showcased on both sides of the ball. The "one Cubs prospect out of our "prized farm system" looked good in his at-bats, hit a home run, and looked fairly good in the field, yet you continue to talk about absolutely nothing. And you didn't even have to talk about Alcantara, there were several other interesting topics that could've stemmed into fruitful conversation. Here's hoping you'll one day forget your user name and password.
