Thursday, August 16, 2012
From Cookin' To Cooked
There are two things you can be sure of in life:
That the media will say absolutely anything they want, knowing that even if it's proven to be completely false, it doesn't matter, because once a seed is planted in a manipulated public's mind, it's too late.
And, that no pitcher will ever be able to figure out how to accurately throw to second base on a double play grounder.
Cooksey was on such a roll that no kitchen-related pun could describe it. A no-hitter into the 6th. But as is often the case with this guy, he turned from Cy Young to Cy Who Ran The Heritage Motor Inn In Old Saybrook, Connecticut In The 1980s almost instantly. And after he lost the no-no, he lost the shutout. And after that, with runners on first and third, he made a nice stab on a grounder, and went for the DP. But the throw was nowhere near. Anybody. Pretty soon he was out of the game and for the second straight night, the O's had a 5-run 6th, this time putting them up 5-2.
And we lose, 5-3.
Side note: I don't like it when color men do little outbursts during a play, and we're fortunate enough to have announcers who, despite their foibles, don't do that shit. But I have to say, good job by Remy blurting out "take it easy" to the dipshit who felt the need to thank the heavens above or his dead relatives who live in the sky or whatever that he got out of the 8th inning, Joba-style.
That the media will say absolutely anything they want, knowing that even if it's proven to be completely false, it doesn't matter, because once a seed is planted in a manipulated public's mind, it's too late.
And, that no pitcher will ever be able to figure out how to accurately throw to second base on a double play grounder.
Cooksey was on such a roll that no kitchen-related pun could describe it. A no-hitter into the 6th. But as is often the case with this guy, he turned from Cy Young to Cy Who Ran The Heritage Motor Inn In Old Saybrook, Connecticut In The 1980s almost instantly. And after he lost the no-no, he lost the shutout. And after that, with runners on first and third, he made a nice stab on a grounder, and went for the DP. But the throw was nowhere near. Anybody. Pretty soon he was out of the game and for the second straight night, the O's had a 5-run 6th, this time putting them up 5-2.
And we lose, 5-3.
Side note: I don't like it when color men do little outbursts during a play, and we're fortunate enough to have announcers who, despite their foibles, don't do that shit. But I have to say, good job by Remy blurting out "take it easy" to the dipshit who felt the need to thank the heavens above or his dead relatives who live in the sky or whatever that he got out of the 8th inning, Joba-style.
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