Farewell, Jeff Fassero. May your days be as long as your 38-pitch innings. May your nights be as quiet as Wrigley Field after you blow a five-run lead. May the road always rise to meet you, like a mediocre hitter’s bat meeting your fastball and driving it out of the park. May your fortunes be as many as your chins, and may you live as many years as your ranking on the Bottom 126.
The thing I’ll remember most about Jeff was his obsession with bubble gum. That and the horrible pitching.
Hot as a Kerry Wood fastball.
Fire Lou Piniella! 
something about the number 13.. one of the next people to wear if after fassero.. neifi..*pukes*
come on, man. give me some credit. http://northsidebaseball.com/PremiumForum/viewtopic.php?t=38314
Actually, YOU should give ME some credit, as I wrote the article a day before you made that comment.
Go back to NSBB, Sulleymoon, and take yer whinin’ with ye.
Oh, snap! I meandered over to the 4-letter site to see why there was a sudden infiltration. They’re also crying that I used “their” picture of Fassero. Do a Google Image Search of “Jeff Fassero.” Which picture would you use? How self-centered can they get?
I’d use the Expos baseball card one. It makes him look like an angel.
Seriously, though, you should just be honored that they grace your blog with their presence. If their mothers caught them looking at your site, with some of the foul language you’ve used, then they could all end up out of the basements and onto the streets. It’s a pretty big risk they’re taking.