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June 8, 2006Grimsley 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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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.
In which a basically anonymous sportswriter demonstrates that no, he has not read “Tuesdays With Morrie.”
I’m surprised it took this long to post a video of Rick Sutcliffe’s legally-impaired visit to the Padres’ broadcast booth, but here it is. The oddest part is, he doesn’t sound nearly as insane as he was portrayed in the media. (Maybe that’s a statement about some of the people I attend games with.) Kinda [...]
Baseball math: Beer-league umps + professional players + radio broadcaster already frustrated by team’s futility + dizzy bat race = good listening.
In which one of our favorite (rolling eyes) sportswriters expects to find sympathetic laughter at the expense of his favorite foil, but instead finds out only that he should keep his day job.
You learned how crazy opinion polls were when they all showed John Kerry winning the last election. Well, they’re just as wacky where the national pastime is concerned, as AOL took time away from sending out incredible offers for 15,956 hours of free internet to ask whether you think Barry Bonds is an upright citizen. Hey, maybe there’s money in that. Er, be right back…
Remember the heady days of Jimmy Carter, Chrysler K-cars and “who shot J.R.”? At least one sportswriter doesn’t, but hey, bands that sound like The Cure are in again, so why not?
With the season into its second week, we at Strikethree.com have noticed exactly zero incidents of players entering the stands in response to merciless taunting. This would indicate that you aren’t doing it right. In 1999, Hayes Bowman scribbled this classic Strikethree.com primer on the backs of various beer labels, and it holds true today.
Instead of playing “guess the meds” with Peter Gammons, you could be reading Michael Cox’s innermost thoughts. (We edited out the one about Kevin Federline and the Bad Music SWAT Team.)
They’re gonna stay on this story until…well, they’re gonna stay on this story. Here’s the good, the bad and the WTF.
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