Showing posts with label Toronto Blue Jays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Toronto Blue Jays. Show all posts

Friday, June 20, 2008

One Bastard's Illegitimate Thoughts

- Big rumor this week in GB is the Pack trying to trade for Jason Taylor. I would be surprised to see Thompson give up any kind of draft pick in a trade. He hoards draft picks like they are the only known cure for zombie bites, and he knows something that I don't. That being said, when you have the opportunity to add someone of his caliber (even though he is on the downside of his career), and it is going to improve your team right now, then you probably need to do it. I would consider even a second round pick. This is totally a move one makes in Madden, when you have a guy that starts, and his backup that are ranked like 84 each(KGB or Jenkins), but you can add a guy in free agency that is ranked 90, you do it whether you really need to or not because it makes your whole team better. In this case, I would make goddamn fucking sure he played at least two years though. Maybe a new contract with a really low base salary, but a huge roster bonus next year?

- Neddy very nearly fucked that one up. I can't really argue with removing Bush. And probably nearly everything else he did. But why put a sub par pitcher in after a sub par guy fucked up right before? Either way, Torres arm better be as rubber as everyone says, cuz Yosty is going to be running him out there for 3 innings a game pretty soon because he is trying desperately to keep his job. 39-33 is not too fucking bad really. I just don't like Yost.

-What was the Blue Jays outfielder doing on that fake in the park homer by Prince?

-I would probably let Russell the Muscle watch when I jerk off Ryan Braun. He is that good right now. Wait, was that gay?

-I won $60 playing poker last night.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Great Moments In Announcing


So I'm watching the Twins/Blue Jays game, taking in the usual repartee between Dick & Bert, when Jack Morris slides over from the radio booth to add his insight on the game. Of course this lasts for about two minutes, as the conversation shifts to the 1991 World Series (I guess Boof Bonser giving up hits is boring). The announcers start to relive Morris' game 7 brilliance, when he brings up his experience on the 1992-1993 Toronto Blue Jays. That's when I heard something along the line of this:

Dick (to Morris): What was it like being apart of the 2nd walk-off homerun in World Series History?

Jack: It was great obviously. A lot of us knew Joe personally. Of course he didn't really have to hollywood it up like that. But it was a great moment.


Hollwood it up? The man just won the World Series. Aren't you supposed to jump up and down? And I'm not sure, but I don't think that Jack Morris was sitting there stoically when Gene Larkin lofted a fly ball towards the left-centerfield gap and Dan Gladden jogged into an awaiting sea of white, crimson and navy at home plate (aaah, that feels good!!!). I don't really know what Morris was thinking about, but my intuition says that he had some jealousy for Carter or even the entire team. In 1993, he was 7-12, with a 6.19 era for the Blue Jays and didn't appear in a single playoff game. I couldn't figure out if he was injured or just dropped from the rotation, but he made his last start on September 9th of that year. I think Morris wished it was him in that moment, ala 1991, and he holds some hostility for not being able to participate in that great scene.

For some reason this really fired me up because it was such a strange thing to say. I shouldn't have been surprised because minutes later Morris also mentioned that he thought that the increasing reliance on the bullpen is just a trend and in a while workhorses who pitch 300 innings in a season will be back in vogue. Not happening Jack! Pitcher's don't pitch as many innings because the teams are afraid that their multimillion dollar pitchers will get injured. I suppose Morris would counter this by adding that the escalation of salaries is cyclical as well and pretty soon the players will go back to the wages of the Rockford Peaches. Alas, this just gives me more reason to watch sports on mute with killer tunes blaring on my philips sound system in the kitchen.

*Hat tip to Bear for calling me out because I acted like a little girl when
Jesse Crain lobbed a ball into left field when they had Scott Rolen picked off of second.