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Well you'll soon be familiar with the curse of the Rodriguez Albatross. You can ask the Seattle and Texas fans all about it. It's not a veteran curse but just as effective apparently.
We must!
We must!
We must increase the bust!
The bigger the better!
The tighter the sweater!
The boys are counting on us!
If NY gets Johnson it's safe to say they'll most likely make the world series... also expect a lot of "NY bought the championship" and "MLB is pointless without a cap" sorta talk. Which in some way is true, it's almost a given which teams will make the playoffs every year, been the same for a while now. Though the yanks haven't won in a while with their huge payroll.
which goes to show that no matter what money you spend, you still have to make the plays on the field and have a chemistry. you can win without money, look at the marlins.
But the Yankees don't need pen guys. They need reliable starting pitchers. He's 1. Vazquez would be doing better than he is if the starting pitching burden didn't solely rest on his shoulders.
We must!
We must!
We must increase the bust!
The bigger the better!
The tighter the sweater!
The boys are counting on us!
The media is whoring all these rumors for ratings. Ever since the A-Rod trade stuff they found a new market in baseball that the fans are attracted to. Can't beat the best rivalry in basebal baby! Sometimes I wonder if this **** is fixed like wrestling. lol
We must!
We must!
We must increase the bust!
The bigger the better!
The tighter the sweater!
The boys are counting on us!
and sickening too at times. the media is so far up every athlete or celebrities ass, you don't know where each one begins and ends. that can't be easy for these people. i feel so bad for them. i mean they only make like 52 million dollars an inning. gotta be tough.
As I've told y'all before, I grew up up in Fort Myers, Florida. One of the few redeeming values of my hometown was the fact that some Major League Baseball teams did their spring training there, most notably, the Boston Red Sox. My brother, being a fan of the "Saahhhhks", took me to a few games in '98, I think. I'd been to a few games before (in one of which, my Brother-in-law caught a foul ball off the bat of Nomar Garciaparra, the year after his rookie season. I still have it, but it's been signed by Minnesota Twins ), but for the sake of this story, we'll stick to '98.
We (my brother, Joe, and I) were at the Twins home stadium (not the Metrodome, but the spring stadium), watching the Sox take on the team from the Twin Cities. I don't recall much from the game itself, but a couple of interesting things happened to me during/after play. Firstly, throughout the entire game, we sat behing the Twins dugout. On the top step for nearly the entire game was something of a hero of mine, the one and only Peter Gammons (Ya know, Baseball Tonight, the guy with the white hair, says "but" after EVERY sentence?). So, I barely paid attention to the game, instead staring at the back of Peter Gammons' head for 3 hours.
After the game was over, we were leaving (me and my brother, not me and Peter Gammons), and a stranger who I had never met in my life, stopped me, and started talking to me "like he knew me". My bro was ahead of me, I tried to tell him to stop, but the crowd was closing in, I was only 13, and he was my ride. So, ignoring the stranger, I just kept walking. I still wonder if I actually knew the guy. I suffered a concussion when I was 9 (car accident, no seatbelt. My head left a spiderweb crack on the windshield), so my memory wasn't/isn't too good, but I cannot remember for the life of me any such human being I have ever met.
And that's my classic "Peter Gammons-Weird Stranger guy-Red Sox-Concussion" story.
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