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The winds of change don’t stop blowing for anyone, and Michael Cox has no idea how many roads a man must in fact walk down before Rick Reilly is willing to stop calling him an asterisk-needing cheater. The state of baseball reportage, and this very site you’re reading right now, awaits.
Time to start the real season, and what better way than with wall-to-wall games, courtesy of MLB. Don’t expect them to follow it up with Free Beer and Lawn Darts Day, though.
Completing his tour of All The Ballparks He’s Loved Before, Michael Cox reveals his favorite of the neo-classic fields as well as his vote for Armpit of the Century.
The tubes are becoming clogged with ballpark reminiscences, and Michael Cox is not one to miss out on helping delay Ted Stevens’ internets. From Chavez Ravine to the House that Beer Built, see if your memories match up, and complain if they don’t!
Wherein a good Catholic boy attempts to drum up Teixeira-mania, and coins the cleverest new term for the Internet ever.
Remember the XFL? No? Well, once upon a time Vince McMahon tried to venture beyond wrestling into “real” sports. Unfortunately, he badly misjudged how seriously people take a sport of 250-pound linemen bearhugging each other. From Jan. 2, 2001, Michael Cox opined that Jim Ross has it all over Tim McCarver – a statement that is only more true now.
Believe it or not, Strikethree.com will be active once again for the 2009 season. More to follow!
When you tip a waitress, you’re not forever known as The Waitress Tipper. When you ride the bus, people don’t deride you as The Bus Rider. So why should Randy Myers suffer a scarlet letter just because he got caught once punching a woman half his size? Trust your friendly neighborhood sportswriter (and GM) to sympathize.
Peter Gammons suffered a cerebral aneurysm on Tuesday. Here’s the bad, the good, and the slam at a peer.
Grimsley tried to lam, but they cheesed him, and now he’s fingering…half of MLB. We have an exclusive artist’s rendering of the primary suspect.
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