It's actually Dade County Psychiatric. Rusty is in for bouts of acute paranoia. Met docs felt a few stern words from a 'wound too tight know it all' might snap him out of it. Being the Mets the best they could manage to send was the poor-man's Bobby V. Like most Met doc diagnosis it didn't work as evidenced by this snippet of overheard conversation:Rusty: "How can you stand there and tell me M Donald Grant wasn't trying to humiliate me? He traded me for the ONE GUY in the bigs fatter than me. The ONE GUY!!!"
You make an excellent point Mr. Wreck. Thank you for the medical clarification.
I like that Rusty is keeping a book on the criminally insane. Using his keen eye to see if the psychopaths are tipping their assaults: "When he goes to his fly first, you can expect a choke hold from behind. When he licks his lips you know the sliders coming. Of course in the joint the term slider has a very different meaning.
On the ward the patients know Rusty as, "Le Grande Orange you gonna blow me?"
Not sure I like what tpartridge is implying. Is he trying to say that Rusty is devious? Rusty Staub has never done anything underhanded in his entire lif... aahhh, never mind.
But, you gotta admit.....he does makes a nice rack of ribs.
I feel they favored his rump roast. I'm so sorry...so for that one.