In case you’ve ever pondered the question, “Is there something so base and vile that Pete Rose won’t do it for money?” here’s your answer.
You know how we know for sure ol’ Charlie Hustle didn’t shoot JFK? Because if he had, he’d have spent the last 50 years signing pictures of himself in the book depository, written three books about the assassination and the bolt action rifle would be in the case at some collectibles store by now. On the other hand, the FBI might want to check with Dallas bookies to see if anyone placed a bet on JFK’s death around November 21, 1963.
To all you Pete Rose apologists, all I ask is that you file this away for the next time you’re arguing that a degenerate gambler who never had any respect for his sport, the rules, you or anything else deserves your unwavering support.