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Hey hey hey, Boo Boo! Looks like that smart fella Connor Bedard just swiped the whole picnic basket o’ awards, huh? MVP of the Western Conference—and he’s only 22 years old? That’s younger than the time I got caught sneakin’ into Ranger Smith’s refrigerator!
This Bedard guy? He didn’t just play baseball—he ate it for breakfast, lunch, and a side of jelly donuts. Hit .569, got on base .674 of the time—why, that's more than I get into Jellystone Park snack stands in a weekend!
I mean, listen to this, Boo Boo: 52 doubles, 19 triples, and 116 home runs. That’s not a stat line, that’s a shopping list of destruction! And 277 RBIs? That’s more runs batted in than I’ve had sandwiches! Not to mention 293 runs scored—he crossed home plate so many times he probably started getting mail there!
And he beat out that big ol’ bear Ivan Barbashev, who got 16 first-place votes, but Bedard squeaked ahead with 20! Close call, like tryin’ to outrun the Ranger in a golf cart, but a win’s a win, Yogi always says!
Even his buddy Ron Hextall came in third, so I guess the Chicago Blackhawks are doin' better than we are at stayin’ outta trouble.
So, what’s the moral of the story, Boo Boo? If you wanna be MVP, hit a hundred home runs, run like the wind, and never, ever forget where the honey is hidden!
Connor Bedard? He’s not just smarter than the average player… he’s better than all of ‘em this year!
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