They hired a sideline reporter. Her name is Britt McHenry.
And you are welcome.
It’s nice to see old crotchety baseball execs are finally getting the fact that sex sells. And let’s face it: if you’re going to commit time and money to watching bad baseball, the least the front office could do is give you something nice to look at.
As long as they don’t partner her with Gary Templeton, things could be looking up in San Diego.
Hate me ‘cuz I don’t do all my thinking with my brain, just don’t hate me ‘cuz I’m right.