The next Cleveland Savior, Trevor Bauer, thinks he is a rapper. Our Lady of Perpetual Black Eyes just took another hit to the orbital socket as Bauer evidently decided to rap about his old team. For a supposedly cerebral guy, Bauer raps like a dumb ass, prompting Mac Daddy Frank G. Jackson to state, “He is not allowed to live in Cleveland city limits. We have a reputation to maintain. He needs to live east of Euclid and commute to work.”
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