Teams That Grind My Gears: The Los Angeles Dodgers, part III

For those of you that didn’t know, I hate the Los Angeles Dodgers. The single moment in my life that produced nausea so violent (ugghhh…fighting urge now) that it would have given Mr. Creosote a bariatric case of vomit-envy is the (urrghhhh…) is the Kirk Gibson homer in the 1988 World Series.  You remember…Game One,… Read More Teams That Grind My Gears: The Los Angeles Dodgers, part III