December 2011
9 posts
Last night I watched Game 6 again. What? My seasonal affective disorder has been acting up again, and I didn’t get any WS merch for Christmas, and I needed to watch Berk fully Berk that game, kind of from start to finish. Joe Buck talks about Berkman wanting to shave the gray out of that beard and you can smell winter coming in all its salty exigencies. However: Berk gonna Berk.
No...
Freese in ESPN Mag →
Somehow I never saw Matt Holliday as a mentor.
"Saturday morning's throng arrived early and... →
vom.
After the 1987 season a significantly pre-orange Jack Clark signed with the Yankees. I was eight and convalescing from the World Series. My dad had the talk with me, the talk about New York, and about why guys go there, and why players leave at all. When you’re eight years old you assume they’re all playing for free, because why wouldn’t they?
Yesterday surprised me by being...
Who am I kidding with this fake vitriol. I have a perfectly rational response to today but I feel like I should bitch for awhile first, on general principle.
I was about to write a panicky/contemptuous Pujols post before I realized I said everything in the last one. Supposedly we could know something as soon as the next few hours/when the sun comes up in Dallas.
Mostly I can’t believe they actually took the bait and went to ten years. I was fully prepared to say take him, and fuck you very much, when the Marlins went to ten. Now it makes the...