A letter to Colby Lewis

Dear Colby Lewis,

You are an embarrassment ot pro sports.
Who cares the what score was. Your bush league tactics reminded me of the one and only A-Rod. Yes, you are no better than a lying cheat. What a joke and I am thinking about making a citizen's arrest on you for murdering my fantasy team when I was forced to use your sorry, used up, noodle arm to make my innings limit. You offend me with your crappy pitching pal...I feel worse for anyone related to you for having to sit across the table and not slap the entitlement off your face. You get millions of dollars to suck at your job...pretty sweet deal bud lol

Here is my impression of the phone call home after Saturday's game...

Colby L: "Mommy, he hit it where they ain't"
Colby's Mommy: "Well, little Colby, that's the name of the game"
Colby L. "That's just not fair...doesn't he know how good I am?? Why does he want to boost his batting average against me"
Colby's Mom: "Well, my little immature son, that is also the object of the game...get more hits which leads to scoring more runs"
Colby L. "Mommy, make them stop. I didn't come back from japan to have them foil my strategies. You told me everything would go according to my plan?"
Colby's Mom: "Well, I thought you would end up being a good pitcher and good man...seems like I was wrong on both fronts""


Grow up Lewis, and seriously retire...you suck and I am tired of listening to you complain. You and John Lackey should open up a fast food joint together...call it "we always blame others"

Just brutal