You and I are in the minority: Dominicans who do not approve of this behavior.
Apparently, it is actually envy, but we camouflage it as disapproval. Our destitute existence rages against the well-to-do, forever spiteful of their wealth and fame. Shame on us.
After all's said and done, Franco will continue to dazzle his fans in the diamond, laughing all the way to the bank, while I continue to try to make ends meet.
After he calls it quit, Franco will run for office. I'd be long gone by then, after given up the ghost and "signing with the Dodgers" and getting reassigned to a Class-A team in Hades.
Franco will climb the ladder to political success, while I shovel coal in Hell, alongside the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse: Hitler, Pinochet, Kissinger, and Pol Pot.