Josh Q. Public:  Too much information.  Running through my brain.  Too much information.  Driving me insane.  -The Police

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  Like the San Pedro Beach Bums always say, “Football, you bet.”  It’s everywhere.  It’s on Deadspin.  It’s on The Big Lead.  It’s on the World Wide Leader.  You just can’t shake it.  I gotta tell ya, I don’t like this.  I don’t like this bit.  I don’t like that I even know about this.  Oh, how I long for the good old days.  Boy the way Glen Miller played.  Songs that made the hit parade.  Guys like us we had it made.  Those were the days.  They certainly were.  I long for the days that this would never have even hit my radar.  In those days, unless it was on the local sports or George Michael’s Sports Machine or This Week in Baseball, it didn’t happen.  In those days, unless Don Gillis, who wrote the blueprint for local sports casting in Boston told me about it, I didn’t want to know about it.  He didn’t tell me about it.  Unless George Michael, the great grandaddy of the highlight show, showed it, I didn’t want to see it.  He didn’t show it.  Unless I got a “How about that?”, from Mel Allen it did not happen.  I liked it better that way.  A kinder gentler America.  A simpler America.  Now, with the Worldwide Leader and endless blogs throughout Al Gore’s internet we are subjected to this nonsense more and more.  Sure.  There were blips on the radar.  There was Pele, Franz Beckenbauer, Carlos Alberto, Giorgio Chinaglia and the Cosmos.  There was little Freddy Adu.  There was Beckham coming to Los Angeles.  At least that was American Soccer.  Now we have to endure European Soccer too?  Count me out.  I can’t take it anymore.  Mob mentality.  Hooliganism at its best.  No brains of their own.  As soon as the World Cup comes around, jackbooted fans everywhere, wrap themselves around their flag and commence to destroy everything in sight.  Ya ya, soccer is the most popular sport in the world.  So what?  Big Macs are more popular than prime rib.  Which one are you going to eat?  And not for nothing, that’s the only justification soccer apologists can come up with.  They never talk about the excitement.  How could they?  Where are the bone crushing hits?  Where are the three sixty slam bam thank you ma’am jams?  Where is the ever loving long ball?  What the Brazilians see as the “beautiful game” is painfully dull and boring.  Where’s the intensity?  Where’s the action, Jackson?  Every highlight I happen to catch on ESPN shows someone almost scoring a goal.  Almost.  That’s what happens in these games, a lot of almosts.  It’s almost a sport.  I’m not saying what those cats do with their feet and their heads isn’t remarkable.  Juggling four chain saws is pretty gosh darn remarkable too, I’m just saying.  Can’t we hear more about the Red Sox 20-5 record in friendly confines of Fenway Park?  Can’t we hear more about Joe Torre and the suicide squeeze?  Can’t we hear more about Penguins/Red Wings?  Celtics/Pistons?  Lakers/Spurs?  Do we have to hear about this?  It’s just un-American.

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Peace out homies.  Six two and Even!

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Peace out homies.  Six two and Even!

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Josh Q. Public:  Everyday the sun’ll shine.  Took this dream and made it mine.  I’m gettin’ down one thing that I know.  We’re untouchable.  -DMX

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  Wooo doggie!  Archie Moonlight Graham once asked,  “Is there enough magic out there in the moonlight to make this dream come true?”  Jon Lester will tell you the answer is yes.  Undoubtedly, yes.  Assuredly, yes.  Positively, yes.  Jon Lester.  The very bester.  The pound your chester.  The bulletproof vester.  Jon Lester was bulletproof last night, boyyyyyyy.   Lester was ahead in the count on twenty of the twenty-nine batters he faced.  Lester struck out nine batters.  Lester walked just two batters.  Batter, batter, batter, swiiiiing batter.  Lester threw his first career complete game.  And yes, Lester threw a no-hitter.  Doesn’t get much better than that.  Well, pitching the clinching game of a World Series is pretty good too.  And oh ya, beating cancer, that’s not too bad either.  What a story, what a story.  You thought the Rich Ankiel story was good.  You thought the Josh Hamilton story was good.  You were right.  This one’s better.  You know it by now.  Bellarmine Preparatory School.  Tacoma, Washington.  Phenom.  Phenomenal.  Gatorade State Player of the Year.  Minor  Leagues.  Portland Sea Dogs.  League-leading 2.61 ERA.  League-best 163 strikeouts.  Eastern League Pitcher of the Year.  Red Sox Minor League Pitcher of the Year.  Year-end Topps AA All-Star squad.  On top of the world looking down on creation.  Best young pitcher in the nation.  More fun than 101 Dalmatians.  Out of this world like the National Aeronautics and Space Administration.  The rookie lefty made his Major League debut in June ‘06.  The rookie lefty went 7-2.  The rookie lefty threw sixty Ks in eighty innings.  The rookie lefty contracted the cancer.  Ain’t that a shame?  My tears fell like rain.  On August 27th, 2006 Lester was scratched from his scheduled start due to a sore back. The following day he was placed on the 15 day disabled list.  Three days later, it was reported that Lester had been diagnosed with a treatable form of anaplastic large cell lymphoma.  There it was.  There was a kind of hush all over the world.  A deafening hush.  Made my insides turn to mush.  Another dream crushed.  But this kid’s a fighter.  He fights.  He fought off the cancer.  And just like The Terminator, who just like Jack Torrance, is baaaack!  On March 5, Lester made his first appearance in a 2007 spring training game.  He threw 8 pitches and retired the first three batters he faced.  Good news.  Real good news. He hasn’t looked back since.  And now this.  And now Lester is the first pitcher to win the clinching game of a World Series in one season and throw a no-hitter the next year since Sandy Koufax.  Yowza!   For he’s a jolly good fellow!  For he’s a jolly good fellow!  For he’s a jolly good feeeelllllooooww!  Which nobody can deny!  Curt Schilling can’t deny it:  “This isn’t even about baseball.  It just doesn’t get any better the way a guy like that comes back to us.”  No it doesn’t Curt, no it doesn’t.

Public Acknowledgements:  Field of dreams, Cameron Frye, The Carpenters, Arnold and The Shining

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Peace out homies.  Six two and Even!

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Public Service Announcement:  OK, here we go!  Just a little somethin’ somethin’  A little somethin’ somethin’ for the Deetroit Pistons to think about.  A little Rajon Rondo for the Deetroit Pistons to think about.  A little bit of Jessica here I am.  A little bit of you makes me your man.  Rajon Rondo is my man.  He of the freakishly large hands.  Like my main man Buckwheat always says, “A memba me?”  A memba Rajon?  Huh?  Do ya Pistons?  In case you forgot, let me help a brother out.  Let me remind you:

Peace out Pistons.  Six Two and Even!

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Josh Q. Public:  Whenever you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.  -Arthur Conan Doyle

Public Knowledge:

1.  Me oh myo.  Look what’s cooking in Ohio.  The Big Red Machine just keeps humming along.  The Reds just swept the Indians.  The Reds just swept the most vaunted pitching staff since the 1974 Orioles.  The Reds just capped a perfect six-game homestand.  Who woulda thunk?  Well, me.  But that’s besides the point.  Yesterday, Adam Dunn, Joey Votto and the Reds touched up the previously untouchable Cliff Lee.  Adam Dunn is on fire.  Adam Dunn hit a bomb for a fourth straight game.  Adam Dunn extended his RBI streak to seven games.  That streak matches the major-league high this season.  That streak matches Casey Kotchman, Big Papi and Chase Utley.  Meanwhile, Edinson Volquez just made himself the best pitcher in the Buckeye State.  Volquez is now 7-1.  Volquez gave up four hits and a pair of runs in six innings.  It was the first time Volquez had given up more than one earned run in a game this season.  Reds in the playoffs?  C you there.

2.  Cliff Lee wasn’t the only pitcher to fall back to earth yesterday.  The Cardinals sixth inning comeback against Tampa Bay ended Edwin Jackson’s streak of 20 consecutive shutout innings.  The Cardinals sixth inning comeback against Tampa Bay ended the longest streak for any starting pitcher in Rays franchise history. The only starters to fashion a longer scoreless innings streak this season other than Jackson are Cliff Lee and John Lannan. 

3.  Back where they belong.  Back on top.  Back in first.  The Boston Red Sox baby!  Big Papi baby!  Big Papi is back.  Back where he belongs.  Big Papi had two bombs yesterday.  Big Papi had a double yesterday.  Big Papi has seen his average rise to .250 from .184.  He has now hit safely in 15-of-17 games.  He has now thirty-two base knocks in his last twenty-six games.  Yowza!  Oh and not for nothing.  Speaking of back on top.  Papi is back on top the AL home run list.  Welcome back Papi.  We missed you.  Roll Sox roll. 

4.  Fantasy owners rejoice.  Ryan Braun is back too.  Ryan Braun is back and there was much rejoicing.  Braun hit two more bombs last night.  The Hebrew Hammer hit two bombs just one week shy of the anniversary of his first game in the majors.  Braun already set the record for most bombs within one year of a player’s major-league debut.  Now he’s just piling on.  The next-highest totals belong to Chuck Klein (42) and Mark McGwire (42).  Happy Anniversary Ryan:

5.  Which belief is stronger?  Is it harder to believe that this Spurs team will not make the conference finals?  Or is it harder to believe this Hornets team will play a bad game at home?  Like the Boss always says, “At the end of every hard earned day, people find some reason to believe.”  The Hornets have crushed San Antonio at home in every game of this series.  But still.  The Spurs are who they are.  The closest thing to a dynasty this NBA has to offer.  I’m going with the Big Fundamental.  I’m going with the Spurs.  Dynastic!  Boombastic say me fantastic.  Touch me in my back she says I’m Mr
Romantic. 

6.  Uh oh.  This is not good news.  Not good news for the Padres.  Not good news for fantasy owners.  Not good news for anyone.  The Dixie Cannonball.  Jake Peavy.   Jake Peavy will miss his scheduled start tonight against St. Louis with soreness in his pitching elbow.  Jake has been very unPeavylike as of late.  He has lost three of his last four decisions.  Sharpness in all of his pitches has been absent.  He hasn’t pitched beyond the sixth in any of his last three starts.  He lasted just four innings last Wednesday against the Cubbies.  Not good news.  Not good news at all.

7.  Am I that old?   A.J. Foyt IV had to deal with wind and then fire Sunday before securing his starting spot in the 92nd Indianapolis 500.  AJ Foyt IV?  Really?  The fourth?  Oh.  The original AJ Foyt is a Jr.  But still.  I’m not a car guy, but I remember the original AJ Foytr just owning Indy.  Owning.  The fourth, huh?  I am getting old. 

8.  Sheed Says:  He Wasn’t Bullsh#$%*$t

9.  TO is at it again.  To doing what TO does best.  Throwing his quarterback under the bus.  Terrell was a featured on last night’s NBC 10 Sports Final and was asked to choose between Donovan McNabb and his current quarterback in Dallas, Tony Romo.  Terrell picked McNabb.  Terrell picked the guy he threw under bus in Philadelphia.  Go figure. 

10.  Yankees still suck.  Yankees still in last place.  Ha ha ha!

Peace out homies.  Six Two and Even!

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Josh Q. Public:  What they say?  You ain’t nothin’ but a soldier.  Yeah, straight hard truth soldier.  Believe.  You ain’t nothin’ but a soldier.  Yeah, hard truth soldier.  -Public Enemy

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a thousand times.  I’ve said Paul Pierce is the most underrated player in the world.  That’s what happens.  That’s what happens when you don’t play in big games on the big stage.  When you don’t play in big games on the big stage, you become underrated.  Well, the Truth is, Paul Pierce ain’t underrated no more.  He just played his biggest game on the biggest stage against the biggest star in the league and he came on top.  Like my main Winston Curchill always says, “A lie gets halfway around the world before the Truth has a chance to get its pants on.”  The Truth got its pants on last night.  The Truth got its pants on and scored forty-one points.  Scored forty-one big points to lead the Celtics to victory.  The smell, you know that gasoline smell.  The whole hill.  Smelled like… victory.  Someday this war’s gonna end.  It ain’t gonna end ’till Paul Pierce says it’s gonna end.  And yesterday afternoon, he said no such thing.  Yesterday afternoon, Paul Pierce put the Celtics in the Conference Finals for the first time since 2002.  Yesterday afternoon, Paul Pierce did his best Cornbread Maxwell imitation.  The Perfessor.  Did his best Cornbread Maxwell imitation and said, “Climb on my back, boys.”  Before Game Seven of the 1984 Finals against the Showtime Lakers, Maxwell told his teammates to climb on his back and then proceeded to torch Big Game James Worthy as the Celtics won their 15th title.  Yesterday, the Truth proceeded to torch LeBron James as the Celtics won another Game Seven.  KG:  “Tonight was basically get the ball to Paul Pierce and everyone else just get out the way.”  Get out the way while the Truth scores twenty-six points during the first half.  Get out the way while the Truth nails down pull-up Js.  Get out the way while the Truth knocks down killer threes.  And finally, get out the way while the Truth dives to the floor to get the loose ball, call a time out, and put this one in the bank.  It ain’t over yet.  No fat ladies singing yet.  Now Paul Pierce and the Celtics must go against the Deetroit Pistons.  The Deetroit Pistons have been here before.  I came in the door.  I said it before.  I never let the mic magnetize me no more.  The Deetroit Pistons are in the Conference Finals for the sixth straight season.  The mic ain’t magnetizing them.  Paul Pierce might.  Might mageitize them.  Hypnotize them.  Mesmerize them.  Tantalize them.  Captivate them.  Devastate them.  If Paul Pierce keeps this play up, the Celtics are headed for title number seventeen.  And that’s the double-truth, Ruth!

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Peace out homies.  Six Two and even!

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Peace out homies.  Six two and even!

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Josh Q. Public:  Can we actually “know” the universe?  My God, it’s hard enough trying to find your way around Chinatown.  -Woody Allen

Public Knowledge:

1.  One small step for man.  One giant step for Soxkind.  For Bartolo Colon, it was one more start in Triple-A and one step closer to being back in a Major League rotation.  Colon threw a brilliant one-hit gem yesterday.  He showed excellent command from start to finish.  He worked both sides of the plate.  He threw fifteen first-strike pitches with his velocity topping out at 95 mph.  He’s got a Cy Young Award.  And, he’ll be pitching in a big league ballpark near you.  Roll Sox, roll!

2.  I said Chase Utley for MVP.  I said Chipper Jones foe MVP.  Heck, I say a lot of things.  I say this.  If Lance Berkman keeps it up, the MVP is his.  Yesterday, Lance had two hits.  Yesterday, Lance had three RBIs.  Yesterday, Lance had a ninth-inning bomb that broke a 7-7 tie and provided the Astros with the winner winner chicken dinner.  Berkman did something else yeterday.  He stole his seventh base.  Tying his total from last year and three off his best mark ever.  He’s in the midst of a 14-game hitting streak.  He leads the NL in bombs.  He leads the NL in base knocks.  He would be leading the NL in average at .391 if it weren’t for the torrid Chipper Jones.  Welcome.  Welcome Lance Berkman to the MVP discussion.

3.  How ’bout this Brandon Webb character?  Nine wins in nine starts this season.  My goodness!  Filthy sinker.  Vile sinker.  Like my main Sylvester always says, dithpicable sinker.  Think Orel Hershiser.  Think Roy Halliday.  Think Wally Bunker.  Wally Bunker?  Mickey Mantle once referred to Bunker’s sinker as the type of pitch “you could break your back on.”  You can break your back on Webb’s sinker.  He is absolutely killing hitters every time he gets on the mound. 

4.  Chipper didn’t play yesterday.  Chipper maintained his gaudy .418 batting average.  Chipper has the highest batting average by any big leaguer through his team’s first 40 games of a season since Colorado’s Larry Walker stood at .419 in 1999.  Ted Williams head is rolling in its beaker.

5.  Mets/Yankees tonight and nobody cares.

6.  Derek Jeter had two hits yesterday.  Derek Jeter now has 2,401 hits for his big-league career.  Over the last 50 years, only two players were younger than Jeter when they reached 2,400 career hits.  Hank Aaron and Robin Yount.  I didn’t even realize Derek Jeter was still in baseball.

7.  No Boobie Gibson.  No Cavs victory.  No spreading out the floor for LeBron.  No soup for you!  NBA, win or go home.  The Cavaliers are going home.

8.  Papa Bill Remix:

9.  Jason Giambi wears women’s underwear.

10.  Yankees still suck.  Last place.  Ha ha ha!

Peace out homies.  Six two and Even!

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