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1. Zac Schmitt Posted: June 19, 2009 at 06:21 PM (#3225067)Is this public confession time? As I said in an ealrier post today, I have a tendency to get too meta. Also, I rarely RTFAs, tend to scan threads instead of reading those as well, and I haven't been keeping up on baseball current events outside of the eastern divisions as well as I should. Mea culpa.
I consider those as your positives.
At least you don't assert your point of view or opinion as the one True Word, which if disagreed with is absolute proof that the disagreer is a puny mortal, lying sack of ####, degenerate ideologue, or all of the above, unleavened by wit, self-mockery or any display of self-deprecation or a sense of humor.
Like Dr. Stankus or pv nasby, you know?
Wait a second... posting drunk is considered to be a flaw?
Me too, O...me, too...
Doc, I've posted after a few before and woke up in the morning dreading reading what I've written and it's aftermath. Usually it is no worse than normal.
Luckily he has hugs from Jason Giambi to lighten his mood.
This made me chuckle.
If it will make you feel better, I hereby declare you my mortal enemy (on BTF), and will stalk you from thread to thread.
My confession: I'm really Mike Piazza, and I was just using this Calcaterra guy's name as a sock puppet back in 2004 when we went to registered accounts. I never had a chance to change back. I feel so ashamed.
At the outset of the Giants/A's series last weekend, Ray Fosse on TV was saying how surprisingly good a defensive outfielder Cust has turned out to be, defying the butcher reputation he had. Then I watched Cust in that series, and I was thinking, "Really?" He seemed positively Glenallen Hill-esque out there.
Isn't Bayless the only bad guy of this trio? I just picture the other two as clowns and nothing worse.
You are a puny, imbecilic moron.
Capped by the ball hit into the far right-center gap that he just watched and waited to stop bouncing around before he even made an attempt to pick it up. By the time he did, the batter (Schierholtz?) had circled the bases for an ITPHR.
I'm not puny. In the Irish it skips a generation.
After having completed a less-than-direct route at the approximate speed of a riding mower to get there.
I don't see Cust regularly but the ball he dropped against the Dodgers was as easy of a play as there could be. Little pop into short right, he staggered around and ended up getting a glove on it and it still got down. An embarrassing play for a high schooler.
And still I was better in the field than Cust.
Right up there on the list of strange things I've seen at the park.
I've often said Kevin Reimer was the worst I've ever seen, but his specialty wasn't dropping the ball. I don't think he could read a ball in flight. He always gave a good effort, but when you run as hard as you can in a random direction funny things can happen.
Only major leaguer I've ever seen dive for a ball and miss it by yards.
Your poor kids.
I have a vivid memory of Gabe Kapler (Gammons, forgive me) doing this for the Red Sox... it was probably the postseason.
Don’t be so hard on yourself Harv...oh, ####!.
Jeremy Giambi I remember mostly not so much misreading balls as tripping over his own feet while lumbering toward them. Though he wasn't usually that good at taking a smart route, either.
"You have to understand that Lonnie makes defensive mistakes every game; he knows how to handle it. Your average outfielder is inclined to panic when he falls down chasing a ball in the corner; he may just give up and sit there a while, trying to figure it out. Lonnie has a pop-up slide perfected for the occasion. Another outfielder might have no idea where the ball was when it bounded off his glove; Lonnie can calculate with the instinctive astrophysics of a tennis player where a ball will land when it skips off the heel of his glove, what the angle of glide will be when he tips it off the webbing, what the spin will be when the ball skids off the thumb of the mitt. Many players can kick a ball behind them without ever knowing it; Lonnie can judge by the pitch of the thud and the subtle pressure on his shoe in which direction and how far he has projected the sphere. He knows exactly what to do when a ball spins out of his hand and flies crazily into a void on the field, when it is appropriate for him to scramble after the ball and when he needs to back up the man who will have to recover it."
I told the guy next to me Jim must play best when not asked to think
Lee Corso had a stroke a few months ago, but is expected to resume his broadcast duties.
I told the guy next to me Jim must play best when not asked to think
Knowing Jimmy Ray, let's just say it isn't beyond the realm of possibility that authorities believe alcohol may have been involved.
Any truth to the story that Jim showed up a bit early to "sweat out the poisons" and when he got the clubhouse when finished rung out his shirt into a cup and asked anyone if they wanted a dirty martini?
Wouldn't put it past him.
But of course the young Mr. Hart was simply following long-hallowed corporate culture. I've been told that the reason the Giants built their grand spring training complex in Casa Grande, Arizona -- still way in the hell out in the middle of the desert today; one wonders what it must have been like in the 1950s -- was that Horace Stoneham regularly availed himself of the dry-out services of a hot-springs spa near that town, and so figured it would be convenient to have the spring training activities be conducted there as well.
Oh, and don't you hate pants?
Wow, that's really sad but I'm glad he's recovered. I didn't even hear about this. I don't want to watch Gameday if it doesn't have Lee Corso on it.
The quote is awesome, but what the heck does this mean?
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