Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Not A Big Fan

You know what I don't like? When people make a prediction that's the same as the prediction of almost everyone else, and then, when it's proven wrong, they have the nerve to say, "No one saw this coming..."

Uh, TJ. While you were assuming things, some people were thinking that the odds of any team beating any other team four games in a row, in a league with such parody, and in which anyone can beat anyone else on any given day, and in which that same momentum people said was gone at the end of the regular season and which came back in the first part of the playoffs could easily go away again because it all depends on that day's starting pitcher, are fairly high.

But anybody who picked the Tigers to not sweep, or even cra-a-azier, not win the series, won't get any credit, because the same people that assumed the Tigers couldn't possibly lose will assume that literally everone picked them to win.

Maybe that's one of the good things about baseball: not only that anything can happen in it, but that it has the power to make almost everyone forget that anything can happen.

I couldn't believe the pre-game tonight. Kevin Kennedy basically saying that it's okay to cheat, as long as you don't get caught. (And bringing up his highway habits.) Then Bud saying that as long as the opposing manager doesn't mind, you can do whatever you want.

Speaking of Bud, how long have they been playing the Budweiser Clydesdale Christmas commercial song during intros at Cardinals games? Did they do that in 2004? As I tried to think back to those games in St. Louis two years ago, I realized that I was numb that whole time. People say it a lot, and they're probably usually full of shit, but October 2004 was my numb time. Yet I felt everything. I can't explain it. But I certainly don't remember any horses.

Comments:
Did you mean to write "parody" instead of "parity"? Brilliant...oh, and email me your address and I'll send you the Bud Coasters (sans Clydesdales...on the coasters I mean- Duh, I wasn't gonna send you actual Clydesdales...)
 
My grandfather loved those Clydesdales. HOW DARE YOU MAKE FUN OF MY GRANDFATHER HE'S FUCKING DEAD!!

But seriously, I thought Kennedy's analogy- stuff like pine tar, etc, is enforced like speeding. Can't tell you how many times I've read that the number of guys that use pine tar or shaving cream or suntan lotion for gripping purposes is upwards of 85%. Mike Timlin obviously does, David Wells lathers his arm in shaving cream.

Considering the sport has essentially told pitchers that their collective success is a detriment to the popularity of the sport through a myriad of rules and changes, I don't blame any of them for trying get competitive advantages. That's not to say if you're dumb enough to get caught you shouldn't get punished.

So that's how it's like speeding.
 
That's so funny, because the Clydesdale commercial was my grandpa's favorite, and I actually almost said it in the original post. My mom can verify this.

Yeah, I mean, I'm a Bill Lee fan, I know about the tricks, but it's weird to hear on the national broadcast of the World Series, that cheating's okay as long as you don't get caught. I would've thought they'd come out and say "nothing illegal was done." Instead they said, "it was totally illegal, but so what?"
 
Matty: Whichever version makes me look more brilliant, that's which one I meant to use.
 
Parody?

That spells "FOX Coverage";

Wait'll my parody of FOX Sports Coverage, after the World Series;

From The Creators of "The L Word" & "NYPD Blue", comes "Fort Martina", the heartwarming comedy about a group of Elite NYPD Women Detectives who Patrol The NYC Tennis Courts, after the NFC Championship, on FOX.
 

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