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By John Buhler
You’re killing me, Smalls…: The Atlanta Braves jerseys are sponsored by Quikrete, but not Waffle House…
I understand that you gotta put bread on the table and you’ve gotta a mouth to feed, but you’re killing me, Atlanta Braves… I hope Quikrete paid you more money than Alex Anthopoulos was ever willing to give Freddie Freeman and Dansby Swanson combined. If this is buyout money for the Marcell Ozuna contract, it’s too little, too late, as persona non grata is actually playing well of late.
We knew that a jersey sponsorship patch was coming because this is a well-run organization. However, that Quikrete patch is the antithesis of scattered, smothered and covered. Bill Plaschke is in utter shambles right now. Had this have been a Waffle House patch, I would have purchased more Braves home white jerseys than Pat McAfee has ever purchased sleeveless black tanktops.
But how you doin’? Keep it movin’. I’m just happy we’re not playing the f*****g Blue Jays anymore. I don’t know if I’m feeling Better Now about the Quikrete patches, but it’s The World I Know now. Then again, that bright yellow patch does Shine on the white jersey like a bad tattoo you got on spring break inside of a Myrtle Beach strip mall. At least you can take this jersey off before bed…
Sadly, I don’t think you can put five WaHo eggs on that Quikrete patch like Brandon Gaudin does.