Hello, HTP! My name’s Kelsey, and I’m Kara’s Mexican sister. On behalf of my race and people who care about sports, I’d like to guest blog about Los Angeles’ own struggling MLB team (and I don’t mean the Angels, who are clearly from ANAHEIM):
Here’s The Problem: Los Doyers.
I could whine about the McCourts, the usual scapegoat for the less-than-impressive 21-27 record we’ve got going on. After all, poor management takes its toll on any team. Not to mention that with a tighter budget, the Dodgers aren’t exactly buying the “it” boys. We may have Kershaw with his chiseled jaw, Rihanna’s ex-boyfriend who we all love to hate on, and Andre Ethier (who’s been a bit angrier than usual, YouTube him flipping off the camera), but aside from that, we’re kind of blah.
HOWEVER, we have a crazy big fan base (including some psychotic people, but still) that should be able to motivate us to perform a little better.
Just a little!
But alas, the Dodgers are jogging at half-speed, popping the dreams of L.A.kids, angering my dad every time he watches ESPN, and inflating the egos of that black-and-orange team we’d all like to spit on.
Get it together, boys. We’re from L.A. That means we’re supposed to be good at sports.
Actual Problem: Our stadium is hella ghetto.