Arrr, the Staten Island scallywags be miffed, sayin’ Coach stood firm like a barnacle on Judge's ship!
2024-08-26
Arrr, a scallywag coach from Staten Island be standin' firm on his jibes 'bout that mighty Aaron Judge and the fine crew of the New York Yankees! This blasted banter be bouncin' 'round like a cannonball in a stormy sea, I tell ye!
Arrr, gather 'round me hearties, for a tale o' woe from the land of New York! Coach Bob Laterza, a jolly lad of the Staten Island Little League, be spoutin' his gripes 'bout Aaron Judge, the mighty slugger o' the Yankees. It seems ol' Judge be too wrapped up in his own fame to toss a wave at the young scallywags who looked up to him while he was in Williamsport, Pennsylvania. Shiver me timbers!Laterza be claimin' that the great Judge didn't even spare a glance for his crew, leavin' them disappointed as a ship without a sail. "How can I explain to 'em that the lad can't even turn to wave?" he bellowed, feelin' rather put out, as he expected a grand meetin' with the Yankees, bein' all close and such.
The Yankees, in their own way, fired back, sayin' the coach could learn a trick or two from the big fella. But Laterza ain't lettin' it go, demandin' an apology from Judge for his perceived slight. It be a right ruckus, with Laterza ponderin' how a superstar couldn't muster the effort to acknowledge the young'uns, while they waved like mad from the bleachers! Aye, this be a tale of pride, disappointment, and the high seas of Little League dreams!