Carl Yastrzemski once said, “I remember I was a scared rookie, hitting .220 after the first three months of my baseball season, and doubting my ability.”   Here are some guys who don’t have to doubt nothin’.  But before we get to them, I want to get to something else.  I want to get to the greatest rookie of them all.  I want to get to Freddy Lynn.  Rookie, rookie.  Who gets the cookie.  Who’s got the woh oh oh oh, woh oh oh oh, right stuff?  Freddy Lynn had the right stuff.  That marshmallow fluff.  Sho’ nuff.  The Rookie of the Year Award should now and forever more be called the Fred Lynn Award.  The best rookie season evah.  Evah!  Sherman, set the way back machine to 1975.  Fenway Pahk.  Rookie Fred Lynn in center.  Rookie Big Jim Ed Rice in left.  The Gold Dust Twins.  But Jim Ed got hurt, and Freddy turned out to be goldener.  Stay gold, Freddy.  Stay gold.      Read More »

Yo my name is Freddy and I’m here to say, “I’ll wrap you up and take you away.”  And if you feel like your tired, and ready for bed, don’t fall asleep, or you’ll wake up dead.  -Fatboy Slim

Public Service Announcement:  OK, here we go!  It’s here.  The All Star Game is here.  Hooray!  Hooray All Star Game!  I love it.  Always have.  Always will.   

• I love it when the players line up and down the basepaths. 
• I loved it when Bo Knows Baseball and Suede Boggs went back to back. 
• I loved it when Pedro mixed a blazing fastball, darting curve and tantalizing change.  Watch me paste this pathetic palooka with a powerful paralyzing poifect, pachydermus, percussion pitch.  Pasted four straight.  Four straight strikeouts to start out the 1999 All Star Game. 
• I loved it when Chan Ho Park grooved one in to Cal.  Groove is in the heart. 
• Heck, I even loved it two years ago when the story of all stories, the Natural of all Naturals, Josh Hamilton, kept hitting bomb after bomb, country mile after country mile into the New York night. 

I love all of it.   But I loved nothing more than 1983.             Read More »

Everybody’s talking ’bout the new kid in town.  Everybody’s walking’ like the new kid in town.  There’s a new kid in town.  -Eagles

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  Rookie of the Year.  Rookie, rookie.  Who gets the cookie.  Who’s got the woh oh oh oh, woh oh oh oh, right stuff?  Freddy Lynn had the right stuff.  That marshmallow fluff.  Sho’ nuff.  The Rookie of the Year Award should now and forever more be called the Fred Lynn Award.  The best rookie season evah.  Evah!  Sherman, set the way back machine to 1975.  Fenway Pahk.  Rookie Fred Lynn in center.  Rookie Big Jim Ed Rice in left.  The Gold Dust Twins.  But Jim Ed got hurt, and Freddy turned out to be goldener.  Stay gold, Freddy.  Stay gold.       Read More »

Everybody’s talking ’bout the new kid in town.  Everybody’s walking’ like the new kid in town.  There’s a new kid in town.  -Eagles

Public Service Announcement:  OK, here we go.  It’s that time.  Rookie of the Year time.  Who’s got the, woh oh oh oh, woh oh oh oh, right stuff?   Freddy Lynn had the right stuff.  That marshmallow fluff.   Sho’ nuff.  The best rookie season evah.  Evah!     Read More »

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  Real quick.  Watching the Mets last night.  Kind of.  It was on.  I was doing something.  Rookie phenom Daniel Murphy gets a hit in first at bat.  One of the announcers, I dunno who, probably Gary Cohen, immediately makes the Freddy Lynn comparison.  Daniel Murphy has a better shot at matching Paul Lynde than Freddy Lynn.  Senator, I served with Freddy Lynn.  I knew Freddy Lynn.  Freddy Lynn was a friend of mine.  Senator, you’re no Freddy Lynn.  Circle gets the sqaure.

Peace out homies.  Six Two and Even!

Everybody’s talking ’bout the new kid in town.  Everybody’s walking’ like the new kid in town.  There’s a new kid in town.  -Eagles

Public Service Announcement:  OK, here we go.  Rookie, rookie.  Who gets the cookie.  Who’s got the Woh oh oh oh, woh oh oh oh, right stuff?  Freddy Lynn had the right stuff.  That marshmallow fluff.  Sho’ nuff.  The best rookie season evah.  Evah!  Sherman, set the way back machine to 1975.  Fenway Pahk.  Rookie Fred Lynn in center.  Rookie Big Jim Ed Rice in left.  The Gold Dust Twins.  But Jim Ed got hurt, and Freddy turned out to be goldener.  Stay gold, Freddy.  Stay gold.          Read More »