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Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Larry Walker retiring?...It’s a ploy, Mrs. Walker, it’s a ploy.
I’ve said it before but I’d have to be like the Pinball Wizard—deaf, dumb and blind—not to realize what a great situation I’m in, playing in St. Louis.
I know retirement lies around the corner. I’m going to play this year and see what happens
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Posted: February 23, 2005 at 05:25 PM | 116 comment(s)
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....The end of High Prices!
He'll play till he's 50.
I can't explain.
Or Larry Walker, too many injuries?
Tell me who the f--- are you?
Hey you smoking Mother Nature, this is a bust.
Hopefully, he'll die before he gets old.
He's asked Bobby Dylan, he's asked the Beatles. He's asked Timothy Leary, but he couldn't help him either.
He'll keep searching low and high.
The problem is of course that he spent so much time in a park where every hit seems to go for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles.
The song is over?
Not including Cs and with the glaring exception of Kirby Puckett and his career-ending injury, the writers haven't elected a position player with fewer than 2,360 gp (Stargell) since Snider (2,143) in 1980.
Larry Walker has 1,888 games. Even "short career" Ron Santo had 2,243. Walker needs at least 300 more games and probably 500 more games to get in. If by some miracle he does that without killing his rate stats, it will depend on whether the writers over-correct for Coors.
Right now his OPS+ and gp puts him in the same area as Reggie Smith, Jack Clark, Norm Cash, Frank Howard, and others in the Hall of the Ouststanding but not for Enough Games (the HOONEG is next door to the Hall of the Very Good).
There's also the "eww" factor. If Walker gets in, there's little reason to keep Will Clark out.
No machine can give him the kind of stimulation.
Here's his career expressed in Win Shares, best season to worst, compared to those of never-gonna-be-HoFers Rusty Staub, Jack Clark & Ken Singleton:
LW 32/30/26/26/24/25/24/20/20/18/17/13/12/11/10
RS 32/30/28/28/27/26/25/23/18/17/16/13/12/12/12/10/9/8/5/4/3/2/1
JC: 33/31/30/26/24/23/22/22/21/20/17/15/12/11/9/4/3
KS 36/33/32/28/28/27/24/23/19/17/16/12/11/5
Aint scared of broken bones
Mangled and scarred-up
With one eye in his clothes
What is it?
He'll break it
Who is he?
He'll crash them
Got a limb there
He snapped it
Gettin high
Stats inflated
Dr. Larry in the rehab gym
When he's in Coors, you dont notice him.
He only comes out in Busch Stadium.
(with apologies to the best Who song ever)
Where a man can feel
He's the only swing in the world that's real
I'd say he needs at least 515.
Agreed, if only Sister Disco or somebody can remember this one for a year.
To prove he's right
He doesn't need to be forgiven.
7 Sheffield
6 Singleton
5 Sosa
5 Pedro Guerrero
5 Vlad
5 Staub
4 Parker
4 Bonds
4 Oliva
3 Dawson
3 Murcer
3 Evans
3 Clark
3 Reggie Smith
Who else has just 2? Jose Canseco & Daryl Strawberry. Proving once again that in life, one and one don't make two, one and one make none.
I mean, win shares....they're only freaking win shares.
Good call on that. I didn't realize Clark had a 138 career OPS+.
Imagine a soul
So old it it is broken
And you will know your invention is you
And you will see the end
You will see the end
He became aware this year ...
Got a feeling inside...
When everything feels all over
Everybody seems unkind
I'll give you a four-leaf clover
Take all worry out of your mind
Let my love open the door
Let my love open the door
Let my love open the door
To your heart
(Let my love open the door, whoo)
We're just talking about my generation (and Walkers).
At least St. Louis has some kids. In SF the farm system is a teenage wasteland.
I'd want Walker on my lineup card anyway, anyhow, anywhere.
I call Walt on the telephone my voice too rough with bandages.
I sometimes thing I should just go home but #### that igloo in the Cascade Ranges
I love to hear Walt say my name especially when he says yes
I got my body right now on my mind and I've drunk myself blind knowing I'm petrified like an old T-Rex
An old T-Rex
When I say I'm healthy you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I'm playing you say you better
You better you better you bet
You better bet your life
Or our trainer will cut you like a knife
I want those feeble hitting Mabrys overthrown
I'm not into my wheelchairs and crutches, but I've used plenty of those
St Louis welcomes me with open arms and open legs
I know only the over-paid can beg epecially if they limp on a peg.
I don't really mind how much you love me
A little is really alright
When you say come over and spend a postseason and fortnight.
That's about right.
When I say I'm healthy you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I'm playing you say you better
You better you better you bet
You better bet your life
Or our trainer will cut you like a knife
I lay on the trainer's table
We could make some insurers faint now
These fans keep licking my nose
Walt's chewing up all those letters
Saying "you better"
You better bet your life
You better play, all the time now
You better get back into the line up
You better play, all the time now
You better get back into the line up
I showed up late one night with a doctor's excuse for a visa
But knowing I'm so easy to break can't make playing me in any easier
I know that I been wearing a purple uniform and I look pretty crappy
Sometimes
But my body feels so good and I still hit a razor line drive everytime.
And when it comes to season-long playing
I know what I'm giving
I'll be damned if I do it, see
Much less for free.
When I say I'm healthy you say you better
You better you better you bet
When I say I'm playing you say you better
You better you better you bet
You better bet your life
Or our trainer will cut you like a knife
***
With apologies to the second-greatest Who song ever, which would be the first but Kenny Jones sucks.
I like Larry Walker. Just kidding, dude.
"Rough Boys" is next. I dont think I want to go there.
I won't even try to add my bit, but thanks for the laughs guys
I'll second, PRIMEY FOR THE WHOLE THREAD!
He's better, he's better - you bet.
Still - out there on the field, Larry fights for his meals, he puts his back into his hitting*. He don't need to fight to prove a vote for him would be right. He don't need to be Vet Committee'd.
Don't try to dig what we all say.
Oh yeah, Larry Walker. Best of luck, Larry. I'll be rootin' for ya. He's not a HOFer, but he's been lots of fun to watch.
I look pretty young, but I'm just back-dated.
Kenny Jones was the drummer for the Faces, thus he cannot suck.
He's no Keith Moon, of course.
Not to be anal retentive, but it wasn't the Pinball Wizard who was deaf, dumb, and blind, it was Tommy, who beat the Pinball Wizard, who was deaf, dumb, and blind...
I won't even try to add my bit, but thanks for the laughs guys
I'll second, PRIMEY FOR THE WHOLE THREAD!
What are great thread, I would not have seen this, if not for Wiki.
I agree, pissed off I missed it, primey for the lot.
Here's his career expressed in Win Shares, best season to worst, compared to those of never-gonna-be-HoFers Rusty Staub, Jack Clark & Ken Singleton:
LW 32/30/26/26/24/25/24/20/20/18/17/13/12/11/10
RS 32/30/28/28/27/26/25/23/18/17/16/13/12/12/12/10/9/8/5/4/3/2/1
JC: 33/31/30/26/24/23/22/22/21/20/17/15/12/11/9/4/3
KS 36/33/32/28/28/27/24/23/19/17/16/12/11/5
Just curious - are these pro-rated out to 162 games? I noticed that you did that for a comparison on Jeff Kent in the MLB Depo Chat thread, but you didn't mention it here.
Larry Walker: Leave me alone.
It's all behind me.
I should have known it.
She tried to find me.
Our love is over.
They're all ahead now.
I've got to learn it.
I'm gonna sing out.
I'll post my thread to the wide cyberspaces.
I'll post my heart out to the infinite sea.
I said goodbye to the sky high mountains.
St. Louis paid a song to me.
I was free.
Sorry, JC. Objectively, it's probably not in the top five of Who songs. But I'm a product of my age, and standards like Baba O'Reilly and Won't Get Fooled Again I've heard so many times that I don't care to ever hear them again.
You Better You Bet, on the other hand, was late enough that I "found" it on my own as a kid; it wasn't the Who that my mom listened to. So it has sentimentality going for it. Quadrophenia is neither fish nor fowl; something that has some overworn (but not overworn to the same degree as the Who's Next staples) songs but is still such a huge and diverse album that I can still listen to it and appreciate its awesomeness. But I didnt grow up with it; I found it as a teenager, not as a child.
whoever complained baout my Kenny Jones slagging: sorry. But Jones's drumming with the Who was completely uninspired. I realise he was probably going out of his way NOT to be upfront like Moon, but still. Yuck.
Best Album: Who's Next
Best Song: I have always been partial to Squeeze Box, but I don't really have a true favorite. There are so many that are great.
People try to put him down
Just because he can't get around
Playing to 40 he put on hold
Larry knows he's getting old
It's his generation
It's his generation (creaky)
Yeah, I've resuscitated this thread. So what of it? Blame it on BTF Wiki. :-)
John,
Who died and left you boss...? ;-) ...
'Thanks for survival and bringing about a (classic) revival.
I missed its original arrival and the ensuing karnival.'
Not the Who but not bad.
Alert the Primey media... ;-) :-) ...
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trevise :-) ...
The boss (that's me) was pleased, nevertheless. :-D
What's for tea, mum?
That's good...
Time to make the flip from a mystery ship. ;-) ...
BANG
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trevise :-) ...
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