No Mo Mojo? Maybe not, maybe so.

I just want to start out by saying boo. Its a sports fan's god given right to use that word to express negative feeling about a team, player, umpire or coach and I encourage all of you to use it anytime you feel the urge. The next time your boss asks you to work on a Saturday, simply let out a resounding BOO! for all to hear. More specifically, the next time one of Carlos Silva's sinkers end up around Derek Jeter's shoulders let him know that he can do better by calling out with a friendly BOO!
Carlos has lost his mojo. His ERA is inflated, he can't get a date and he spends more time trying to dig his way out of bad innings than Sidney Ponson does digging his way out of triple-stack pancakes at IHOP. Silva may prove me wrong, but I say we get while the gettin's good; trade Silva now for a box of dryer sheets and a couple of Las Vegas Hookers before everyone begins to realize what he's really worth. A lot of Boo's. It's Matt Garza time baby!