Tim McKernan posted on July 21, 2009 00:00
Exhausted and rambling before shutting it down early, and so I say:
-What the fuck is that thing over Colby Rasmus' lip? If this were 1988 and we were at my grade school of St. Gabriel's on the South Side, Colby would be the Brad Pitt of Tamm Avenue. No one was cooler than the young hoosier who was able to grow a mustache in grade school in my turf. We had one
guy who was so "smart" that he turned 16...while in fucking 8th grade. Naturally, he was sporting a Colby. And, also naturally, he proceeded to attend Vianney...named after the patron saint of the peach fuzz mustache.
-Nice fucking ballpark. Three examples last night in Houston at The Baseball Freakshow That Is Minute Maid Park:
1. Carlos Lee hits a ball that maaaaybe gets out of Busch Stadium. In the jackoff fest at Minute Maid, it goes up on the railroad tracks.
2. Skip Schumaker hits a ball that would've gone off the wall in left-center. Bartman Jr. reaches over and catches it...because there's absolutely no divide between the wall and the playing field. Most likely it wasn't a home run...but it would've been enjoyable to see if it would've traveled out.
3. Ryan Ludwick hits a ball about 415 feet to dead center. It's a home run in 90% of the ballparks in baseball. In nitwitland, it's a long fly out...after it's caught...on a hill...five feet in front of a motherfucking flag
pole.
Seriously. Get it fixed.
-I would have rather seen Sandy Duncan sent up to pinch hit with the game on the line in the 9th than Chris Duncan. Sandy's glass eye would have been sounder than Operation Duncsaster. Seriously...why in the name of all things holy was Chris Duncan pinch hitting for Brendan Ryan in that spot?
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