Well, let me tell ya somethin’ about this fella, Juan Soto. Seems like he done gone and got himself a real good deal. Heard tell he signed somethin’ big, real big. Folks are sayin’ it’s the biggest contract ever in that there baseball game. Juan Soto signed, they say. Big money, I tell ya.
Now, I ain’t no expert on baseball, not by a long shot. But even I can see that $765 million is a whole lotta dough. That’s more money than most folks see in ten lifetimes, maybe even twenty! They say it’s for fifteen years. Fifteen years! That boy’s gonna be settin’ pretty for a long, long time. Imagine havin’ that kinda cash. Makes my head spin just thinkin’ about it.
- Fifteen years, they say.
- Seven hundred and sixty-five million dollars.
- That’s a whole heap of money.
This fella Soto, he must be somethin’ special. Heard he plays that outfield thingy, catchin’ balls and hittin’ ’em far, I reckon. Apparently, he’s real good at it. Good enough to get that kinda money, he must be. Folks in the city, they go crazy for this baseball stuff. Fill them big ol’ stadiums, cheerin’ and hollerin’. I guess it’s somethin’ to do, keeps ’em entertained.
They’re callin’ it a record-breakin’ contract. Says it’s the biggest ever in the history of that there Major League Baseball. That’s what they told me, anyway. I ain’t never seen that much money in my life, and I doubt I ever will. But good for him, I say. He worked hard, I reckon, and now he’s gettin’ paid. That’s the American dream, ain’t it? Work hard and you’ll get yours, or so they say.
This whole thing happened in New York, with the Mets team. I heard that name before, Mets. They got another team there too, the Yankees, but seems like Soto ain’t playin’ for them no more. He’s goin’ to the Mets now. Jumpin’ ship, I guess you could say. But hey, money talks, right? And that much money would make anyone do a jig.
He even got himself a big bonus just for signin’ on the dotted line. Seventy-five million dollars, they say. Just for sayin’ yes! That’s more than some folks win in the lottery. This boy’s set for life, and his grandkids too, probably. It’s kinda mind-boggling when you think about it. But I guess that’s how it goes in the world of fancy sports and big-city livin’.
Juan Soto’s contract is all the news these days, at least that’s what my grandson tells me. He’s always glued to that phone of his, readin’ about sports and such. He says Soto is a real superstar, a big deal. Folks are excited to see him play for the Mets. Guess they think he’ll help them win more games. I dunno how that works, but if they’re willin’ to pay him that much, he must be pretty darn good. Must be able to hit that ball real far, or catch it real good, or somethin’.
I tell ya, it’s a different world out there. Back in my day, we worked hard for a few dollars, and we were grateful for it. But now these young fellas are makin’ millions playin’ games. Not that I’m complainin’, mind you. Good for them, I say. If they can get it, they should get it. It’s just a whole different way of life, that’s all.
So, yeah, Juan Soto signed a big ol’ contract. Fifteen years, $765 million. That’s what they’re sayin’. And he got a seventy-five-million-dollar bonus just for signin’. It’s a lot of money, more than I can even fathom. But that’s the way it is in the big leagues, I guess. Big money, big players, big deals. And this fella Soto, he’s right in the middle of it all. Good for him, I say. He earned it, or so they tell me. Now, let me go back to my gardenin’ before my tomatoes go bad.
