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Nursery schooled

Al:
Wow, the offense has awoken!

 

Doug:
Gotta like what we're seeing in general.

 

Mike:
Seriously. The Sox had three majah issues that were behind the skid. 1) Lack of a numbah 3 guy. 2) Weak defense on the left side. 3) No depth to spare the veterans.

 

Mike:
So Buchholz steps up and they bring in Kotchman, Martinez and Gonzalez and all of a sudden the bleeding has been controlled.

 

Doug:
I haven't felt this tingly good since I had a wide-mouthed snook at the end of my rod.

 


Doug:
No, a back alley at Hampton Beach.

 

Mike:
And by Hampton, Doug really means to say Ogunquit.

 

Al:
Hah. Speaking of dicks, you seen this latest from or ol' friend Murray Chass?

"There was a general manager who lived in a shoe he suddenly had so many holes to fill he didn’t know what to do."

 

Mike:
Gotta hand it to Murray, he does know how to dish some Red Sox hate. Using all those nursery rhymes is pretty funny.

 

Doug:
Yeah, well, here's one right back at him:

Hickory dickory dock, / Chass lubed his half inch cock, / He got it to one, / But 'Whoops!' Murray was done / Emasculatory, Dinky Cock!

 

Comments

Murray Chass-what a tool :O

Perfect article for the FJM guys to tackle in Sept when they take over Deadspin for the day. I loathe Murray Chass.

Murray-bloggers-are-the-scum-of-the-earth-...-what-I'm-fired-ok-I'll-start-a-blog-Chass

eff him.

The highlight of last night's game for me was Gonzo's grab of the grounder deflected off Lowell's mitt. Gnarly but glovable.

Talk about a team that's quit. I'm looking at you Jayzzzz. My favorite was the airmailed throw from left field to try to double of the runner at first.

That lineup looked pretty sweet to me. September and October beckon.

love you...

lc

Yankees are the true test. We've got Penny/Tazawa/Becks vs. Pettitte/AJ and CC (I forgot which one is second and third). Let's pray this offense stays alive this weekend.

Once, as a ten-year-old, I aimed a pellet gun at a bird on a telephone wire.


I cried when I hit it and it fell off.


I buried it, feeling bad.


Screw the Skankees.

Little Murray Chass
what a stupid ass


He woke up one day
with a point on his head
He was heard to say
I like to wank it lying in bed


Little Murray Chass
what a stupid ass

Right on, Kaz. I was hoping readers were offer their own twisted nursery rhymes for Murray.

Hey! WTF? My comment was a play on Theo Spark's nursery rhymes, and I get nothing?


Eh, no matter. I have my absinthe and my phone on vibrate.

Sorry, Bob, I missed what you were trying to achieve there. If you're here all week, maybe a do over (after you try the veal)?

Bob,
I liked the rhythm but poetry I think not.
:)

I wonder if after every blog entry that he puts online, Murray flogs himself like Paul Bettany as Silas in The Da Vinci Code.


I bet he likes it.

Vaso, poetry IS rhythm (or so Abby tells me).


Heh! Veal.


Got young kids going back to school next week, including a Kindergardner (sp?), so I'm going to bring the poetry down to the basics of 5 yr old school yard rhymes which should fit Chass perfectly...


Murray Chass picks his ass
Murray Chass picks his ass
Murray Chass picks his ass,
now everyone.. MURRAY CHASS PICKS HIS ASS

Bob gives us the big re-veal

Keeping it old (as in grade) school for our reluctant blogger Mr. Chass, here's one from the (Madison Square) Garden:
dunt-dunt-dunt da da
dunt-dunt-dunt da da
dunt-dunt-dunt da da
duntduntdunt - MURRAY SUCKS!

Instead of burying that bird,Bob,I would have figured you would cook it.

Murray had a little blog its Google rank quite low / And every time that Murray wrote, the blog just lost more dough

Bob,
Well I judge a poem by its lyrics. Hence I judge h.b.'s poem above the excellent meter of yours. Notwithstanding Abby's obvious bias:) I mean she married you right?

Murray, Murray, quite contrury,
How does our contempt grow?
You write a blog like a yapping dog
Oh, and Yankees Suck, bitch.

Hush a bye Murray, on Jeter's bum,
When A-Rod bats it stiffens your cock,
When the Sox won it hurts to recall,
And down then comes Murray, fudge pack and all

Murrya, Murray quite contrary,
How does your blogging go?
My mental masturbation spews recycled ryhmes, I actually believe I should have my own show

OK - Kaz, no fair thinking the same rhyme while I was thinking the same rhyme but getting pulled away from the computer.


But I guess the recycled rhyme part fits now more than ever.

Murray had a little lamb
He kept it in his yard
When he took his panties off
Its little dick got hard


Ba-ZOOM!


Little Murray blew...
HE NEEDED THE MONEY! OOOH!

Murray was a little man, little man, little man,
Murray was a little man whose cock never did grow.


Everywhere that Murray went, Murray went, Murray went,
Everywhere that Murray went the girls all giggles at.. you know.

L.C., L.C. quite con-surly,
how does your garden grow?


With Saturn balls
and cocky posts


And lovable comments in a row.

Pattycake, pattycake, Vasoxfan,


Post me a comment as fast as you can.


Write it, spin it, mark it with glee,


Put it in the Soxaholix comment section for Abby and me.

John Jacob Jingleheimer Brachen,
His name is my name, too! (or is it?)
Whenever we go out,
The people always shout
There goes John Jacob Jingleheimer Brachen!

Little Murray Horner sat in a corner, a thumb each in his mouth and his ass, he pulled each one out, switched them about, and said "Man, I love the taste of my own Chass"

Murray, Murray, Jeter dick eater
Loved to sit on Clemens' peter
He wrote a blog about it all
While waiting for A-Rod to call

Oh, and for Harwich:


Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of srirachi,
Four and twenty blackbirds baked on a hibachi.
When the grill was opened, the birds began to scream,
"Holy shit, we're too badly burned to sing.

I know this is like saying "water is wet" but, the goddamn new york post is a piece of shit.

Wee Murray's "winkie", too small to be found
So he has his tweezers in his nightgown
Listening to Waldman, pulling at his cock
Will he cry himself to bed when the Sox win at 10 o'clock?

Nice link Matt. Funny, not a single mention of all the gangland attrocites perpetrated by fuckfaces wearing NY caps in all of their glorious "I'm a bad motherfucker 'cause I gots me a wrong color Yankees hat with a tag still on it" style

Murray and Jeter went up the hill each with a buck and a quarter, Murray came down with 2.50.

- Jeff Dice Clay

Murray Chase sat on his ass
Down in his mom's basement eating some ham
Along came Hank Jr who went down upon him
Only to find that Chase really has a bearded clam.

Matt, the Post is sooo screwy. Here's a response:


Skankees Cap Robber 1


Skankees Cap Robber 2


Skankees Cap Robber 3


Shite, of you google, "Yankee cap robber," there are 76,300 hits. (Hopfeully far less than they'll get this weekend.)

I guess I meant "far more."


I don't know. My allergies are killing me, and pieces of lung and nasal passage are shooting out of my nose and mouth.


To the tune of: "When Johnny Comes Marching Home"

Smells of piss
in ev'ry hall
The Fens! The Fens!

Tommy and Sully
want to brawl
The Fens! The Fens!

The Yanks are in
their own class,
Need-les in
Ortiz's ass

At Fen-way Pa-rk:
"Wait 'till next year"

la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
The Fens! The Fens!

(repeat as needed)

So Chirs Duncan got released.


So Lugo was in fact worth nothing.

Giambi and Clemens and A-Rod


Steriods! Steroids!


Kevin Brown, David Justice, Andy Pettite


Steroids! Steroids!


The dirtiest team in baseball,
has the balls to call us out,


But Gary Sheffield and Mike Stanton would assuredly agree,


When it comes to the Skankee clubhouse, those players don't want to pee.


To the tune of: " Hey Yankees Fans, Suck My Dick"

Hey Yankees fans
Suck my dick

(no need to repeat, they are already in line)

There once was a lady named Hunt
Who, aw never mind

Has anyone else noticed how hard the Yankees worked to make sure Joba had this weekend off, since the Sox don't seem to find him quite so invincible? I would love to see his tubbyness out there against the Sox in a playoff game. LOVE TO.

Yes, ponch, just as much as I noticed we *didn't* work hard enough to give the Yankees our 1-2-3 unstoppable trio and are giving them our 4-5-1 starters instead. :(

Feel free to caption this picture:

Sad Yankees fans are sad.

Kaz, how about:

"Mr. Criscohair's eulogy concluded with, 'Our basement will never feel full again.'"

Mo Goldchainer, whose had his name legally chained to "Yo" (includng the quote marks), is surviveved by his father Bri, mother Henrietta Pussycat, and brother "Get the f off me m-fo" Goldchainer, all of Staten Island.


In lieu of flowers, the family asks that a donation be made to the Money For Gold infomercial.

Red Sox fan wants me to blow him...I'm betting he likes the bottom like his fucking boy YYOOOOUUUKKK:

http://tinyurl.com/nyv3ts

You want to compare pics from 2009, J.O.?

When you see it, you'll shit bricks

Come on J.O., I thought you were better than a common troll.

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