You’ve got a favorite drink.
You’ve got a favorite show.
You’ve got some kick ass bros.
You even ball with celebrities whenever you fuckin’ feel like it.
So why not buy the shirt that whoops the living fuck out of all otha’ Cawd’nal shirts, brah?
Lesson learned: everyone, even the emerging Bro Demographic of St. Louis, will be marketed to by MLB and the Cardinals.
No one is safe. No one.
(incoming lobbed softball…)
Of course it has “K. Greene 3” on the back, come on.
Read Day 1 HERE