Almost twice as many private votes for Vizquel as MannyView: https://twitter.com/baseballot/status/1486127664880656385
That public/private split for Vizquel is concerning given what Vizquel has been accused of doing
Almost twice as many private votes for Vizquel as MannyView: https://twitter.com/baseballot/status/1486127664880656385
That public/private split for Vizquel is concerning given what Vizquel has been accused of doing
Quoting so it can be shown a second time. I'm going to be rewatching WS highlights all night.
As opposed to the PED using former Astros 1B?My asshole of a "boss," an Astros fan, just texted me about the writers electing a PED-using DH to the Hall of Fame.
I told him to fuck off ... in just those words, actually
Aw man that made me choke up a wee bit to be honest.How awesome is it that Pedro was there?
View: https://twitter.com/redsox/status/1486118943530135554?s=21
Man that was awesome. I’ll never forget that day. Brady pulled off an insane comeback against New Orleans then to this. We are so fucking lucky.
I can’t think of a better way to lose a job.My asshole of a "boss," an Astros fan, just texted me about the writers electing a PED-using DH to the Hall of Fame.
I told him to fuck off ... in just those words, actually
Joke's on him ... he leaves for another job in a month, and I've been named to replace himI can’t think of a better way to lose a job.
I am not the biggest fan of DoB as a TV guy, but I thought he was pretty good on the radio. This right here is the best call of his career.
This better not interfere with your postingJoke's on him ... he leaves for another job in a month, and I've been named to replace him
Judging by the amount of "work" he does, it will make a difference. I'll have more timeThis better not interfere with your posting
I was at this Red Sox game. I left for the park before the Pats game ended and figured they had lost for sure. Right before the Ortiz HR I was feeling pretty down thinking the Pats lost and the Sox were about to as well (I was also in the house for the game 1 loss). On my way home after the game I heard Zolack's call of the Brady to Kembrell TD and I must have laughed for 5 straight minutes. What a day that was.Man that was awesome. I’ll never forget that day. Brady pulled off an insane comeback against New Orleans then to this. We are so fucking lucky.
And to think MLBN fired Ken RosenthalCan Rob Parker really be this stupid?
Maybe he's getting back at you for razzing him about his cheating team? No? Then he's merely an idiot. (And not the good kind.)My asshole of a "boss," an Astros fan, just texted me about the writers electing a PED-using DH to the Hall of Fame.
I told him to fuck off ... in just those words, actually
You should have tapped that message to him in morse code on a trash canMy asshole of a "boss," an Astros fan, just texted me about the writers electing a PED-using DH to the Hall of Fame.
I told him to fuck off ... in just those words, actually
Apparently this is the type of commentary that meets with Manfred's approvalWhy the hell is Parker on the air?
He represents the "quality" of many sports writers.Why the hell is Parker on the air?
The video of minor leaguer David Arias beating ARod and Griffey in a HR contest was incredible.Gammons up on mlbn now.
Yeah.I could sit here and attempt to list all the ways I love David Ortiz, writing some purple prose about what he meant to me, with the subtext being that I remember his presence with a more righteous intensity than others do. But that would miss the beauty and legacy of Big Papi's career, I think. In fact, it would miss the very purpose of sports.
Why do we watch? Escapism, tribalism, inspiration. To celebrate excellence. To connect; to feel like it's us on that field, and more significantly, to share the same feelings with everyone in the stands or those bathing in the glow of flat screens across a loosely defined geographic area. Suddenly your job doesn't seem so rote or that relationship so rocky, there isn't that yawning uncertainty about why you're here and what it's all for, it's all played out on the field and you're locked into that rollercoaster with everybody else that you know or care about, some of whom you've met only because you watch, you've always watched and you seek the company of others who have as well. Maybe you even write about it on message boards or social media.
Newly-minted Hall of Famer David Ortiz made people's lives incalculably better. He is the very distillation of why we watch: He made the impossible possible. He made us brothers and sisters. And most importantly, he calmed that inner voice that fears the flicker of hope; it's so easy to laugh that hopefulness away, to piss on it as a means of self-defense, but he justified its existence and made us embrace the humanity that requires us to care enough -- and to have faith enough -- to hope.
It is a sad situation. I find it more bothersome what Curt represents than what Pete Rose represents. Pete Rose had (has?) an addiction. Curt is an ignorant and dangerous truth denier.Watching Verducci and Costas talk about Schilling kind of drives home how rotten it is for Red Sox fans (or at least for this Red Sox fan) that Curt turned out to be such an ass.
Can you spoiler the answer? That's a great trivia question.Don't know, but there are three Rule 5 players in the HoF
Can you spoiler the answer? That's a great trivia question.
Me too. Before the game we went to Tasty Burger and Bob Ryan (from the Globe) and a friend sat at the table next to us. The Pats game was on and of course everyone was watching it. I can't really recall what Bob was saying. He was more into telling his friend about his favorite burger. I love Ryan and I didn't want to bother him, but we shared some comments about the Pats as the game got tighter. We left to get into Fenway before the Pats were done, but surprisingly, to me, the Pats were on every TV in the ballpark. The end of that game was the highlight of the day until about 3 hours later. Maybe not everyone remembers, but the game was terrible until David lit it up. Scherzer was electric, Buchholz's arm was hanging on by a thread, and it seemed a quick exit was imminent. I can't really say it was the best game I've seen, but the end was as joyous as could be. Thanks Dave.... (and Gomes...)I was at this Red Sox game. I left for the park before the Pats game ended and figured they had lost for sure. Right before the Ortiz HR I was feeling pretty down thinking the Pats lost and the Sox were about to as well (I was also in the house for the game 1 loss). On my way home after the game I heard Zolack's call of the Brady to Kembrell TD and I must have laughed for 5 straight minutes. What a day that was.
Somebody should write a book about that game................This now makes five players who played in Game 5 of the 2004 ALCS that have been elected to the HOF.
I mean, the guy killed the Yankees. For my entire childhood, adolescence, and young adulthood out here on the front lines of baseball's holy war, all I heard was Ruth, all their wins, and all our losses. They were up here, we were down there. 34 ended that. He fucking stopped it cold. Mystique, aura: gone. Now we win. Thank you Papi.Ortiz and Brady are my 2 favorites of all time. I couldn’t begin to tell how much joy he’s brought to my life. I will get to tell my kids and grandkids that I saw the greatest clutch hitter who ever lived and he played for OUR team. It’s unspeakable the impact he had on us in 2004 and 2013 both on and off the field.
YOU'RE GODDAMNED RIGHT YOU DID.My asshole of a "boss," an Astros fan, just texted me about the writers electing a PED-using DH to the Hall of Fame.
I told him to fuck off ... in just those words, actually
July 24th. I hope to see you there!When is the induction date? I'm there!
Oh, absolutely. This should be a blast!July 24th. I hope to see you there!
Ha yes!!Somebody should write a book about that game................
SureCan you spoiler the answer? That's a great trivia question.
he's a pretty decent subject for artwork as wellI could sit here and attempt to list all the ways I love David Ortiz, writing some purple prose about what he meant to me, with the subtext being that I remember his presence with a more righteous intensity than others do. But that would miss the beauty and legacy of Big Papi's career, I think. In fact, it would miss the very purpose of sports.
Why do we watch? Escapism, tribalism, inspiration. To celebrate excellence. To connect; to feel like it's us on that field, and more significantly, to share the same feelings with everyone in the stands or those bathing in the glow of flat screens across a loosely defined geographic area. Suddenly your job doesn't seem so rote or that relationship so rocky, there isn't that yawning uncertainty about why you're here and what it's all for, it's all played out on the field and you're locked into that rollercoaster with everybody else that you know or care about, some of whom you've met only because you watch, you've always watched and you seek the company of others who have as well. Maybe you even write about it on message boards or social media.
Newly-minted Hall of Famer David Ortiz made people's lives incalculably better. He is the very distillation of why we watch: He made the impossible possible. He made us brothers and sisters. And most importantly, he calmed that inner voice that fears the flicker of hope; it's so easy to laugh that hopefulness away, to piss on it as a means of self-defense, but he justified its existence and made us embrace the humanity that requires us to care enough -- and to have faith enough -- to hope.