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HanksForNothing: Two things. |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: Number one, these chatrooms have gotten too tangential. |
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HanksForNothing: So no random quoting or homaging in the middle of the conversation, we want this to be straight-forward and to-the-point. |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: We're coming at you in the style of the old chatrooms, the style of our father, so that means nothing but brute honesty, a web of lies, and nonstop hyperbole. |
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HanksForNothing: And if any a yous tries to act out "Harold and Maude" or something to express a greater point I'll slit you in the f***en throat. |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: Number two, the 2008 Yankees got stuck in the butthole of a whale, so we're rebuilding the ocean from the abyssal plain up. |
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HanksForNothing: That means money, and lots of it. |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: We're interested in signing the best available free agent pitchers. |
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HanksForNothing: And to guarantee that, we're signing ALL of the free agent pitchers. |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: And to guarantee THAT, we're giving C.C. Sabathia so much money that he could walk into a Best Buy and singlehandedly annihilate our economy. |
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NeedsABathia: /pumps fist |
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HanksForNothing: I don't have time for jokes, so I'm just going to read off these orders and you're going to accept them.
/puts on reading glasses /unfurls budget scrolls
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HanksForNothing: Ben Sheets. |
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SheetsTheOne: Present! |
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HanksForNothing: Shut up. 2 years, 80 million dollars. |
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SheetsTheOne: boi-oi-oi-oinnngggg |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: A.J. Burnett, 4 years, 135 million dollars, your own line of collectible jewelry at the Yankees team shop. |
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AJay_Burnett: And there's no catch? |
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HanksForNothing: Two things. |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: Number one, your contract is in American dollars, so if you want to stay in Canada while you play for us your contract works out to about 25 bucks a year. |
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HanksForNothing: Number two, if you ever grow out that Pat Borders crap-fro you sometimes have your contract is void and I get to punch you in your face. |
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AJay_Burnett: Sold! |
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HanksForNothing: Derek Lowe. 6 years, 260 million dollars, statue of you hoisting orphans built outside of New Yankee Stadium. |
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LoweBlowe: I'm ready to make a "Lowe Impact!!" |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: Jake Peavy, 11 years, 1.2 billion dollars, posh apartment inside the head of the Statue of Liberty. |
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HanksForNothing: And our robotics team'll make it so that you can pilot the Statue like Voltron and walk around town in it. |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: Kind of like what happened in Ghostbusters 2. |
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EVPeavyJapanevy: You sure have a way with people! |
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HanksForNothing: THAT WAS HAROLD AND MAUDE, I SAID I'D KILL YOU |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: Randy Johnson. |
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BigJohnson: /looks around
seriously?
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: $6 million for every ball you throw, $2 million bonus for every ball you do not. |
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HanksForNothing: In addition, we will initiate a vampires/lycans-esque blood war betwixt the Yankees and the New York Liberal Elite Media that does not stop until you are drinking Coors Light from the skull of Col Allan. |
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BigJohnson: but I'm not that good anymore |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: Don't worry, we're going to feed you samples of Walter Johnson's hair until you absorb his pure S-cells. |
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HanksForNothing: Jamie Moyer. |
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NeedsABathia: Not here, boss. |
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HanksForNothing: Well where the hell is he? |
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NeedsABathia: Visiting his grandma, I think. |
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SheetsTheOne: He can't be visiting his grandma, his grandma is right here. |
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MoyerBodyGirl: sighhh |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: League minimum of 12 million a year, but you remain contracted until death. |
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MoyerBodyGirl: That's gonna be the best two years of my life! |
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HanksForNothing: Who is left? Schilling? |
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CowboyCurtS: lol no way |
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HanksForNothing: 200 billion dollars to never pitch again, 400 billion if you become a mute who never pitches again |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: 600 billion if you bleed from the feet while you do it |
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NeedsABathia: excuse me can we go over the particulars of my contract, I am late for several meals |
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HanksForNothing: infinity dollars, do whatever you want |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: immortality, time machine, the ability to breathe fire, super power of invisibility |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: two different bobblehead nights |
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HanksForNothing: I will kill myself right here in front of everybody if you don't sign |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: three different bobblehead nights |
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HanksForNothing: do you really want my blood on your hands c.c. |
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NeedsABathia: naw I guess not |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: Excellent! Excellent. So what does that make our starting rotation for 2009? |
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HanksForNothing: "Wang, Sabathia, Peavy, Burnett, Joba Chamberlain, Sheets, Johnson, Joba Chamberlain again, Jamie Moyer." |
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BetweenHeavenAndHal: and if Moose returns that gives us a great 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-5 again-8 punch! |
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HanksForNothing: argh this isn't good enough somebody tamper the hell out of Johan Santana |
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pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: excuse me stimebrenner i dident hear my name callt where do you want me |
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HanksForNothing: in Detroit, dying slowly of professional dysentery |
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pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: /looks around |
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pr0FF3ss0r_F4rnsw0rth: pish, y'all are still finishen in second |