Every Time A Yabo Hits A Wrigley Field Jumbotron An Angel Gets His Wings

I might just sleep outside Wrigley Field until opening day and I say that knowing the Cubs don’t play at home until April 8th. I don’t give a shit. I’m ready to go and that has nothing to do with me tearing up over Jorge Soler hitting the living piss out of the first ball. I’m sorry I miss his electricity.

Outside of him, it’s a good reminder to see Willson light the jumbotron up a few times. I think people forgot about his power and explosiveness after hitting .200/.291/.294 in the 2018 second half. But that’s what you get for paying him in 82 first half games at 25 years old. Thats a big dumb dumb move and I think he gets enough rest this season to see more video board/Waveland Ave. Yabos.

I’ll post my annual projections and predictions blog later next week. There I’ll explain why I think it’s entirely reasonable to expect Bryzzo to combine for at least 45 bombs off the jumbotron this year. Or as we are now calling them YaboTrons.