Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
Well, February 27th might even be too early for me to jump in guns blazing Yosemite Sam-style, so I'll just start my coverage off with this:
The Alex Rodriguez steroid soap opera, fueled by the heathens at the WWL and the NY press corps, is the major slime-related psychokinetic event affecting this 2009 season. And right now Alex the Despised is starring as Vigo.
Of course, that makes this whole Yankees season Ghostbusters 2, but hell, I can live with that, as long as we get this ending (see, one post in and already TWO youtubes for you guys. who missed me?)...and a world series title (wait, did I just say that?)
Final note: Just like Vigo, Alex Rodriguez can't die of old age. He can't be poisoned, stabbed, shot, hung, stretched, disemboweled, drawn and/or quartered. Unless it's October of course.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
We hear you, promise. Like a number of the pitchers and catchers reporting this week to Fort Myers, Tampa, Port St. Lucie, and Clearwater, the gentlemen of Misery Loves Company are in woeful blogging shape. Picture Josh Beckett circa February 2008. And like those tubby hurlers and winded receivers, come late March we'll be rarin' to go.
Unless Papi gets caught up in a steroid scandal, in which case I'm never blogging another word.
See you again soon.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
If you are paying careful attention, you'll notice this is a photo from the Babe's days as a member of the Red Sox (photo lifted from http://www.1918redsox.com/.) For the record, I do not believe uniform numbers were used in 1918. Also, I chose this photo not because of any newfound sense of Soxaphilia. I just thought I'd spread the love around to head off any rumors about Teej and me.