#22 The Greatest of All Time Will Clark

A 1990 poll of 65 major league players ranked Will Clark as the best clutch performer in baseball.

An All-American at Mississippi State, Clark played a starring role for the 1984 U.S. Olympic team which yielded such future major leaguers as Barry Larkin and Mark McGwire. During the five-game Olympic tournament, Clark batted .429 with three home runs and eight RBIs. The following year he won the Golden Spikes Award, given annually to the country’s top collegiate player.

Selected with the second-overall pick of the June 1985 draft by San Francisco.  Just two days after signing with the Giants, Clark homered on his first swing in the minor leagues. Less than ten months later, after just 65 games at Single-A Fresno, Will “The Thrill” opened the season as the Giants’ regular first baseman. Clark connected for a round-tripper against future Hall-of-Famer Nolan Ryan in his first major-league at-bat on April 8th, and finished his rookie year with a .287 batting average and eleven home runs despite missing 47 games with an elbow injury resulting from a base-running collision in mid-season.

Over the next six seasons Clark would establish himself as the premier first baseman in the National League. In his first full season, his smooth left-handed swing produced a .308 batting average and a career high 35 home runs as the Giants captured the NL West crown. Inexplicably, the slow-footed Clark attempted 22 steals that year, and was successful just five times. Though overlooked for All-Star status that season, Clark was voted the starting first baseman for the NL All-Star team every season from 1988 through 1992. His finest hour came in 1989, when he batted .333 (narrowly losing the batting title to Tony Gwynn on the final day of the season) with 111 RBIs, finishing second in the NL MVP voting to teammate Kevin Mitchell.

In the decisive Game Five, Clark faced hard-throwing Cubs reliever Mitch Williams with the bases loaded and the score tied in the bottom of the eighth. Clark smoked Williams’ first delivery back through the box to break the tie and propel the Giants into the World Series. But in a Fall Classic remembered more for the devastating earthquake which struck just hours before the scheduled start of Game Three, the Giants were unceremoniously swept by their cross-bay rival Oakland Athletics.

Clark had become quite a durable player since his rookie year injury, setting a San Francisco record with 320 consecutive games played from September of 1987 through August of 1989. However, a string of injuries cut into his playing time in the early ’90s and diminished his production. Clark drove in just 73 runs in 1992 and 1993, the lowest total since his rookie year.

Clark’s contract ran out after the 1993 season, and although the popular star had become a fixture in San Francisco baseball, the Giants were unwilling to offer a long-term contract to a player saddled with recent injury problems and coming off two straight mediocre seasons.

After that, who the F really cares.

ROSSI TIME!!!!!!

Carlo Rossi Top of The Line

B-Legit)
What’s up fool, I got like 3 buck on the Rossi
Let’s go get perved
(E-40)
You don’t wanna get perved, nigga
You don’t wanna fuck wit this Rossi shit
(…)
Man, don’t forget the ice man
(E-40)
Oh, you want something to
O.K.

(Chorus)
Top of the line wine, Carlos Rossi
Drinkin’ on some of of that top of the line wine, Carlos Rossi

(E-40)
Top of the line wine Carlos Rossi(RINE),I drinks it all the time it’s extra satisfying
Three of four times a day you can catch me drivin
Back and forth to the liquor store buyin
Jugs and jugs of tha shit cause I’m addicted wit no denying
Perving, swervin (RUNNIN)all into the fuckin curb and
If I get one more D.U.I. then it’s curtains
I can’t (CALL IT)) I guess I’m a alcoholic sometimes I hit the chronic
It’s just like gin and tonic when it’s time to get erotic
5.99 for a big ass bottle of Rossi wine it’s right on time
Once you become a member of my drinkin’ club you will find
The key to set ya free so give it a try
But don’t mistake it for Chablis unless you already high
Spread the word get sprung and drink it with ya down (CHROMIES)
That’s another word for (SIDEHIGH), potna, folks, homies(HELL MOTHERFUCKIN YEA).We(DOIN)this shit every other fuckin’ day if not every day
But anyway I want

Chorus

(B-Legit)
Hocus motherfuckin’ Pocus
The top of the line wine, yeah nigga that’s the dopest
And if you in The Click, them motherfuckers notice
that we be downin jugs from the tallest to the shortest
Everywhere I go, people wants to know
What’s the name of that shit you and the Click be like fuckin’ wit
I keeps it on a hunch on the … cause brother I be perved
Fuckin’ wit some shit that will send you to the curb
And if you wit a bitch, then nigga you nice
Cause Rossi goes good wit some dank over ice
Take her to the telly let the wine fill her belly
Fired up some smelly then ya jammin’ like jelly
Bust a couple of nuts, hit the butt and than the grill
Dick hard like I did time up in Vacaville
But still I be bossy
(E-40)
What you fuckin’ wit though?
(B-Legit)
Fuck wit some of that top of the line wine
(E-40)
Yeah nigga
(B-Legit)
Carlos Rossi

Chorus

(E-40)
Sunny day, sky blue, shit, I think Imma barbecue
Let me get my ass up outta bed and call up the whole motherfuckin’ crew
Ray you bring the chicken, Kaveo you bring the links
Mugzy you bring the hamburger meat and I’ll supply the drinks
Shit it’s (FISTA BE ON) damn it
I got Suga-T in the house whippin’ up some potatoe salad
4 slabs of ribs up in the refrigerator marinatin’
Bring (ON THE VIDS) I got tha (MUNNCIES) and I can’t be waitin’
Well, what do you know, though the door comes Kaveo
(Kaveo)
You know!
(E-40)
Mugzy and Tap that ass, T-Pup and Hell and Moe
Thick ass niggas like B-Legit and E-Duece (ARLONZO)
…. Mac Shawn, Mac D-Shot and Little Bruce
The man behind the counter (at)the liqourstore loves me(HELLO MY FRIEND)
Be (DANG NEAR) ready to hug me
On the strength that I done spend
Over a G within a week on the Carlos Rossi

Pregnant Man? Umm actually its just a regular pregnant woman. Who Cares?

OK so Im guessing most of the US at least has heard about this so called pregnant man. HA HA HA.  Basically its a chick who got pregnant, thing is, she had some balls sewed on and has taken some growth hormone and now she calls herself a man. WTF? Seriously?

http://abcnews.go.com/Health/story?id=4581943

This is no more a miracle then me taking a shit in the morning.  Who cares, woman get pregnant every day.

This however is a pregnant man, pregnant with lots of beer and fat.

What the hell is up with stupid customers in restaurants?

Where do all these stupid people come from? I worked in restaurants for about 7 years and in that time ran into some of the worst, most annoying, rudest people that the world has to offer.  At least I hope, because I know most of the people I hang out with don’t act like that.  What right do you morons have coming into my fucking restaurant and being a prick?  I always hear people say “but its your job” . No my job is not to put up with your fucking kids, not to put up with your fucking bitchy wife, not to run back and forth for just you.   That is not my job.  My job is to allow you to have a nice relaxed meal where you don’t have to cook or clean and your supposed to enjoy yourself.  And why are you so angry, your not working?  I swear people that come into eat are so misreable most of the time, you’d think they were the ones waiting on me!

And knowing your going to be a shitty tipper anyway doesnt help.  We can spot you fuckers from a mile away. And beleive me we make fun of your punk ass behind the counter whether you like it or not.  Why you ask?  Because it makes it so we dont have to say it to your face because then the 10% tip you would leave would drop down to less.

Also why is that most of the wealthy people who are supposed to be the ones with manners and shit always act like such pricks. You know who the fucking worst are though? Businessmen, they are the absolute worst fuckers to wait on.  Nice suits, nice watches, really picky, and the worst fucking tippers EVER.  I almost guarantee that if you go up to a table where everyone is wearing Rolex’s, they are going to be a pain in the ass and tip horribly.  I think this even goes for families who have rolex’s.  I used to see a husband wife pair that were sporting solid rolexs and think to myself, ok, these guys have money, I’m going to give them better service and see what happens. You know what happens…….nothing, they end up leaving a worse tip than the fucking kids at the next table over.  SO FUCK YOU AND YOUR ROLEX WATCH. LEARN TO TIP!

And Europeans, shit i wont even start on that.

And no im not going to spit in your food, or drop your steak on the floor, but I will wish harm on you and hope that your wife gets Herpes. HA HA