These are the saddest of possible words: "Tinker to Evers to Chance." Trio of bear cubs, and fleeter than birds, Tinker and Evers and Chance. Ruthlessly pricking our gonfalon bubble, Making a Giant hit into a double- Words that are heavy with nothing but trouble: "Tinker to Evers to Chance."
I don't like Kane. I've never liked Kane. But the truth is, the common fan loves Kane. He's big and he's strong, and he doesn't do anything too heelish. So, I've pretty much resigned myself to the fact that he's gonna stick around.