Thank you, ESPN Classic

Such an emotional rollercoaster this week with the Yankees that I have to break it up into multiple posts....

I pulled an all nighter on Saturday night/Sunday, and ploughed through the Yankee Stadium Tribute marathon. I was punchy from being over tired, half drunk, and had a great time.

I wondered if Chris Chambliss ever considered a career as a linebacker, watching the '76 ALCS. I chanted REG-GIE on my couch in the middle of the night. I giggled with delight watching George Brett fly off the handle during The Pine Tar Game. I got to see Mattingly at the start of his career, watching Rags' no-hitter. I couldn't believe how young Jeter and Jorge and Bernie and Mo were watching the Braves game. I smiled and said, "Look at that poor hungover bastard," as Boomer Wells threw a perfect game after pulling an all-nighter of his own. My nipples got hard as Coney made the Expos look like a Little League team, and my heart broke as Bobby Murcer made the call. I had a bittersweet sigh watching the '01 Yankees, for I knew what that victory led to - The Bombers falling apart, quite literally, during my wedding reception. And, for one brief moment, Aaron Boone was the man again.

To twist a phrase from reality tv... I had a Major League boner.

And the closing ceremony was the money shot.

I'm a sucky blogger

He says as he's about to run out the door... Oh well.

Real quick Pinstripe update -

o Mr April has earned his $275m paycheck... not.

o Jobamania and CMW are out for likely the remainder of the season.

o Pudge Rod didn't exactly provide the punch behind the plate that the Yankees had hoped.

o Got Melky was demoted and is now trade bait.

o Girardi's stock answer for any injury is that there's nothing wrong... even as the player is sitting behind him with an arm wrapped in more ice than... uhh... I got nothing here, folks.


Its not a good situation. If they can take the next two, maybe there's a chance, but... I thought that I'd never ever say this, but I'm glad that football season is right around the corner. Because I don't think that I'll be watching baseball in October.


I've also recently learned that I've got mad Guitar Hero 2 skills. Yes, I've been spending my time playing video games instead of blogging. Yes, I suck, lol

shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfucker, and tits - RIP George Carlin

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Welcome to the mind-fucking of America

You've got the check out this clip of CBS News Chief Foreign Correspondent Lara Logan on the Daily Show. Don't pay attention to her long legs, or her lady lumps, or her sexy shoulders, or her long flowing blonde hair, or her sultry and sexy accent, but listen to the words coming out of her mouth. Good shit on what we've all known for quite some time - that the newsrooms across America are still looking to sell Head-On (apply directly to the forehead!) instead of bringing their customers the truth.



Big ups to Deus Ex Malcontent for posting this first. He's another truth sayer, exposing the media games that they play. (And, of course, The Daily Show with Jon Stewart for the interview.)

Get off the couch, fatty

In the past 90 minutes, I've lost two TV shows.

I've been taping American Gladiators, and since Season 1, I've been having to fast fowrard through more and more of it. The concept is still sound, however, NBC's execution has been piss poor. That includes the casting - that's exactly what it is - of the contestants, Hootie's lame interviews (Leila's interviews aren't much better, but she has some charisma that Hogan lacks), and that fucking referee who thinks that he's a star (didja ever notice that little hand jive shit that he does?). The last straw was preempting actual competition to hawk The Incredible Hulk, and just showing a clip or two of what did or didn't happen.

Delete.

Then, while watching MI-5, I noticed that it wasn't on the schedule for tonight, even though the recording of last week's episode said that it was due on tonight. Surfing on over to bbcamerica.com, I read a message in the forum dated 12 noon today that its been pulled from the BBCA schedule due to poor ratings. Instead, we're treated to The 476 lb Teenager. Gee, thanks BBCA, I guess that you couldn't squeeze an original show in between ad nausium repeats of Cash in the Attic or How Clean is Your House?

Ah, well. On the positive side, Stargate Atlantis returns on 7/11.

"Its not funny. Its not fun."

My kingdom for Keisuke Ogasawara and Ernie Thayer

Why do most national baseball broadcasters sound like this sound bite of John Mayer?





I love the passion of the broadcasters of the G4 show, Ninja Warrior



Ernest Thayer, of course, penned the classic baseball poem, "Casey at the Bat."

What I love about these two is that they convey the spirit of their sport. They don't do a Joe Buck and throw a bunch of stats and figures at you. Yes, those are important, but I want a broadcaster to paint me a picture of what's going on. Yes, I can see it with my own two eyes, but make me feel it. Vin Scully is a master of that. He was a radio man for years and years, and I think that is part of what helps to make him a great play by play man. He didn't have the TV to "hide" behind, his job was to paint the picture of the scene. Of course, I'm a Yankee fan, so I'm biased towards John Sterling as well. The great Mel Allen was an artist with his words. I could go on, but you get the picture. I don't was pasteurized, homogenized, vitamin D colour commentators, I want it right from the teat.

Mel Allen



The Cheesiest John Sterling clip that I could find



Scully calling Sandy Koufax's no-no

http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=9752592

Scully's bio at the Radio HOF

http://www.radiohof.org/sportscasters/vinscully.html