Public Service Announcement: To be honest, I could care less. I guess I’m glad the Metropolitans lost. I mean, I do remember ’86. I do remember Coke Head Hernandez in the shower with his teammates still at bat. Later had the balls to say ‘The team never quit!’. I do remember Nancy Lopez’ husband running between third base and home plate like a broad. I do remember a broken bat base hit followed by a passed ball, followed by, well, er, you know. So there’s not much love lost there. However, if there’s one thing I dig, it’s misery for Yankees fans. And if there were one thing that would have pissed them off, it would have been knowing the Sox and Mets won championships more recently than they had. Oh well. I’ll get over it. Besides, it doesn’t matter. No matter who won last night, the Tigers would have crushed either team. The only question now is: Do the Cardinals become the first National League team to win a game in the World Series in a couple of years? Not for nothing, but how bout that Endy Chavez catch. Makes Gary Matthews’ grab look bush. NLCS, Game 7, running at top speed, goes up and into the wall, snow-cones it, gathers himself, then doubles off Jim Edmonds at first. All for naught. Carlton Fisk style. Beltran can’t get it done. Mets lose. How do you not swing at that? You really have to take the bat off your shoulder there. Just embarrassing. Read More »
There’s more to me than you’ll ever know, and I’ve got more hits than Sadaharu Oh. -Beastie Boys
Got a whole lot of money that’s ready to burn, so get those stakes up higher. -Elvis Presley
Public Service Announcement: As much as I want the Mets to lose. I mean, c’mon, we can’t have any New York team doing anything, can we? I have to root for this guy. How can I not? Big Game Tommy. That’s the moniker Willie Randolph has given him. And so far, he has lived up to it. Before we get into all that, Sherman, set the way back machine to 1984. A local kid from Billerica Mass. Bob Miller style. Yup, another Masshole. I already like the guy. Played on a high school team with future All-Star, Gary DiSarcina. The year he was drafted by the Braves, he was also drafted by the LA Kings. Ahead of Luc Robitaille. Not bad, right? A local kid and a hockey player. You have to love him. Add to that, he’s 40 years-old; he becomes one of my guys. In the Public Eye. So I watched with special interest as he took the mound last night against the Cards. I watched as he started a record 16th post season game. I watched as he pitched seven shutout innings. I watched the game before when he pitched six shutout innings against Dem Bums. Making him the first pitcher since the Rocket in 2000 to make consecutive postseason starts without allowing a run. I watched as he gave up just four hits. I watched as he was in complete command of his pitches all night. Boy, does he have great location. I watched as he looked like the Glavine of old that carried the Braves to one division title after another. I watched as he reminded us all of another Tom Terrific. I watched as Red Bird batters looked off balance, guessing at pitches and guessing wrong. I watched Glavine the Great show why he is a legitimate number one. Petey who? I will keep watching this guy. 
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