Category Archives: The Baseball Gods
Agony
I hate Major League Baseball. Just when all hope is lost, when your Championship Manager pinch hits a .138 man for a .299 hitter, when your 2 out 2 men on batter is a sub-.200 hitter fresh from the DL … Continue reading
Sandlot
Perhaps it’s a baseball progression. First, you enjoy the sport on TV. Then you fall in love with the Major Leagues. Then you go to games, get drunk, get hassled by Yankees fans, visit different ballparks and generally raise hell. … Continue reading
Jeebus
I am still trying to track this. I don’t know what to do. Although I know I am damned hungry. Maybe I need more whiskey. Yep. That’s what I needed. Alright, I have several things to say: I love Boston. … Continue reading
Victory! – One-Hundred Eleven
Can we lock up and get drunk now please? — Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels Well hell. At 6:58 PM Pacific Time in Reno, Nevada while staring out the window at a psychedelic clown with a pulsating lollipop I … Continue reading
One-Hundred Four
I sat in Santa Cruz and watched the Philadelphia Phillies win Game One of the World Series. That’s something I would not have expected to write in my life. I kind of feel the same way I did when I … Continue reading