The Brewers have done it. They've manned up, balled out. They cut Jeff Suppan!
Doug Melvin! Yous a dick! I'm in awe that they actually did it. They have to eat $10 million which in small market baseball is no easy feat especially since they ate Bill Halls salary last year. 
I danced. I can't lie. I didn't do a jig but I did do a happy dance. Not only at home but also at work. Look, I'm sure Jeff is a nice guy and all but I don't feel bad. He couldn't throw the ball. As Tom Hanks said in "You've Got Mail" It's not personal, it's business.
On a different note, I was watching Addisyn today and I feel a little bad. I yelled at her for the first time. It wasn't really a real yelling but it was definitely a stern talkin' to. And it wasn't over her doing something like throwing her cup or getting into something. She threw a hissy fit. An unnecessary hissy fit. As she was laying on the floor on her back screaming I stood over her, told her to knock it off, she was fine, she had absolutely no reason to be crying and I wasn't going to take her 'tude. She stopped mid-lecture and gave me a look like "What the...this lady never yells at me! She's a push over! What is she doing?!" It was ok though. She gave me a kiss good bye when I left three minutes later so we're good.
And way to lose a game Brewers. At least they won't be swept by the Cubs.
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