Tastes bitter

Tigers manager Jim Leyland was fuming after the game. A gem of a performance by starter Armando Galarraga (seven innings, four hits, one run) had been squandered, as had two late-inning leads. He'd barked at home plate Jim Joyce as Fernando Rodney flailed in the decisive 10th.

So his post-game interview lasted 17 seconds. And it wasn't because the fried chicken and Caesar salad on his plastic plate was so alluring.
“I’ll just tell all of you: say whatever you want and write whatever you want. That’s all I got for you today. You guys write about it. You saw it. Write whatever you want. Report whatever you want. See you later,” he said before biting into a chicken leg.

No one moved.

“See you later,” he said.

-- BRANT JAMES

Comments

[Impressed]

Nice to see a Major League Manager isn't above posting on our blog. Good luck to you and your nicotine addiction, Skip.

[Jim Leyland]

Sorry folks for my bad attitude on Sunday. It just really boiled over on Sunday ... but the main thing I was pissed about was not being able to light up a couple packs of heaters in the dugout because Tropicana Field is indoors and you guys have those stupid clean air laws!

[the trop]

JM, you're also stupid, get a life, stop proof reading blogs. sting 'em! and detroit is probably the worst city ive ever seen.

[JM]

did I mention that I am a bitter Detroit fan?

[JM]

You're a terrible writer. "So his post-game interview last 17 seconds". Do you read what you write before you post it?

[David]

i could go for a chicken leg...

[Mark]

"See you later,” he said before biting into chicken leg.

hahahaha