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Friday, September 30, 2005

Thoughts From My Deathbed    

If anyone's out there, and you get a partial text message from me during any game this weekend, please assume that I had a stroke and need medical attention.

Randy Johnson is a dead man.  Chien-Ming Wang... DEAD.  Mussina... DEAD.

Smart money says the best home team in baseball can take 2 of 3 from their most evenly-matched opponent at Fenway.  But smart money can't come into play when Fatty Arbuckle and Wakie Arknuckle are involved.  Mike Mussina vs. Curt Schilling to close the season, after Torre and Tito clear their bullpens for the first two games?  Have two teams both scored 20 runs in a game before?  Equally funny is that I'm relieved that we won't be seeing Aaron Small this weekend.  I'm praying that they switch gears and decide to pitch Jon Papelbon 27 innings this weekend.  If they lose the series because they pitched the rooks (Hansen, DiNardo, Papelbon, Hansen, Delcarmen, Hansen, FUCKING HANSEN) against New York, and got them some experience, I would be OK with that.  Remember, 2006 is the year the new king takes over.

Funny how this appears to be one of the greatest pennant races ever, and yet it will result in the eight worst playoff teams ever.  Can any team realistically claim they are St. Louis' equal... and after last season's disappearing act, can anyone take even St. Louis seriously?  If St. Louis doesn't do it, who will?  And it should be pointed out that there isn't a single unbeatable pitcher in the American League, which means anyone can win as long as they're in.

I mean, is anyone else outraged that Bartolo Colon is running away with the Cy Young?  Colon?!?!?  Selig must be f'in apoplectic over that one.  The only thing Bartolo Colon knows how to dominate is the buffet line.  I'd give it to one-legger Roy Halladay, just as my little way of saying "F.U. Bartolo... when you shut down a team playing over .500, we'll talk."

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