Paul Konerko knocked a three-run dinger off Pettitte in the top of the first in the Bronx. Freddy Garcia is on the mound for the pie-hating ChiSox. Comment Away.
Friday, April 30th, 2010
Thursday, April 29th, 2010
It is a couple of days old, but I just read this piece by Tim Brown on Yahoo where Jorge comments on the pitchers he has caught. The “Toad” could lay a serious deuce. Farnsy melted the stitches. Joba’s slider is better than Clemens’, but Rocket’s splitter was crazy junk.
Update: I’m too lazy to write something new. The Yanks are a run up on Brian Matusz and the O’s at Camden. AJ’s on the bump for the Bombers. Consume mass quantities and comment away, Beldar.
Wednesday, April 28th, 2010
Tuesday, April 27th, 2010
The Bombers are playing in Camden Yards against a Baltimore team that has won three games out of 19 played, with none of the O's wins coming at home. It's hard cheese for Dave Trembley and company. Kevin Millwood is 0-3 for Baltimore, but has a 126 ERA+ and has allowed only 10 earned over just shy of 27 innings. Hard cheese indeed for a guy who was once the young buck of a Braves rotation that included Maddux, Glavine, Smoltz, and others that weren't Millwood.
Young buck/fifth starter Phil Hughes goes to the mound for New York, coming off what was unarguably a gem of an outing. Fifth wheel? Maybe not so much. Lineups follow, comment away.
Baseball is time that is dull and morbid as waiting for a bus. In the rain. When you don't know when the bus is to arrive. And your shitbox car is broken, and so is your wallet and you have nothing to do but wait for the bus that you are loathe to ride. And once aboard, it's the wrong damned bus. And it is still raining.
Baseball is time that is as focused as an Formula One, with more power, speed and talent than it is possible to wrap your head around. Athletes accomplish feats that are not possible, not by our normal bodies. And there are harrowing, torturous experiences where the resolve is as intense as the magnifying glass held over a crackling leaf.
The Boston Red Sox have one-run decisions in six of their last seven games, five of which went to Boston. I want my team to slaughter their opponent. But I want my team to do what is going on with the Sox right now, which is the stuff that makes baseball the Greatest Game Ever Invented. I heard aspirin might prevent heart attacks.
How do you like your game? Comment away.
Monday, April 26th, 2010
Sox currently lead
1-0 3-0 5-0 and have already squandered a bases-loaded, no-out opportunity capitalized on an early bases-loaded opportunity.
Sunday, April 25th, 2010
Sox and O's locked in yet another late-inning nail-biter (4-4 in the 8th) and Yanks have jumped out to an early 3-0 lead against the Angels in their bid to win a franchise-record 6th series in a row to open the season.
Comment on all the action here…
And if you'd rather just scratch your head, consider the following quote from Torii Hunter after Pettitte's latest gem yesterday: "I've never seen Pettitte pitch this well…He looked like the Andy Pettitte of old". That's what you get for mixing your cliches.
Saturday, April 24th, 2010
Friday, April 23rd, 2010
A-Rod is like Angela Lansbury in that old TV series my grandmother used to watch. You know, every time her character went on vacation someone got murdered at the place she happened to be staying and she'd take the next 48 minutes of the episode to solve the case? Except A-Rod is not an old woman, no one is dead, and he's not solving anything. So it's actually not like that at all. Except that trouble does seem to find him wherever he goes.
However big or small a deal it is to step on a guy's – err – rubber – all I know is that A-Rod continues to be a magnet for absurd mini-flare-ups. I also know that A's starter Dallas Braden seems to have a lot of repressed anger. Some of the choice quotes after A-Rod's latest supposed transgression of etiquette: