Saturday, August 27, 2011

Me My Favorite Hurricanes and Irene: Phoning It In On Hurricane Holiday In RVA

Flying Debris Bitch!!!

It's Hurricane season...
My Favorite Graduate of "The U"...feel dirty even saying it...

Come on, this one's a No-Brainer, go listen to the song while you have a minute.
You won't regret it.

Watching NC deluge makes me laugh (as long as no one dies or gets hurt too bad)

Too Easy

Yeah, yeah...he's alright, but I still have at least 3 highlights stuck in my head from living in Deadskin country...

Nice to watch on the sod.
and I'm dry...

but not.

Richmond is relly not seeing anything serious, and if anything flooding will be a minor pain in the ass. small to medium debris is common in all areas. I am concerned for the yearling maple across my alley. Shit is the only thing that protects me from the harsh sun when "watering" the dog...would hate to lose it.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Nyjer Morgan:And I Got Excited When He Came To DC...

I really like Nyger Morgan.

This kid is raw. just like alot of the kids I coach, he is able, forthright to a fault and plays HIS game with the fire that can burn some people he is near. However, I guarantee you this kid is polite as can be in low-intensity situations.

I originally wanted to compare his stay in DC (nearest MLB to me) to Lastings Millege, who had some mild success in CF before his "behavior" or "non-baseball" actions and attitude to get him let go after a decent year. I thought I was having Dejau vu when Nyjer let loose in a Nats uni.

Then off he went, another extreme young talent in a thorny, self-assured package, only to land in Milwaukee?! I wanted Brady Clark back so bad for a second, then I thought about what he could do with speedy-CF and base-stealing friendly Miller Park...mmmminterestink.

Then I started watching him with the Brewers. The fire, The speed, and the work. He was trying to impress some guys closer to him in age that he actually really admired in Prince, Rickie, The Hammer and other young guys working their asses off, making their own team, and making it work despite injuries, set-backs and pitching you can essentially flip a coin on.

I have sensed some definite comfort in the way he carries himself and the speed and intensity with which he tries to lead the SPEED of the team in general (like in a D&D or Final Fantasy kind of way)

why did I end like that?


Thursday, August 25, 2011

Post 320: Mike Flanagan

I enjoyed my first exposure to Major Leaugue Baseball by way of the concrete under-belly onto the concrete "over-belly"of Memorial stadium. I loved it there. My dad and I always went for the lower deck close enough to "be able to see what the pitcher is thinking" according to my dad. These seats were awesome and for a real little guy all of my memories are shaped like cones where I am the apex and most sensory information did not get recorded. I did know that we were coming off a pretty high time as a team, but things were shaky. Larry Sheets was our slugger, Cal was only about 3-4 years into his gig, and Ozzie was still king SS in my book.

One of the things I remember best was the pitchers' names. Denny and Tippy Martinez, both of which I loved because I really did wonder how pitchers did all that fancy stuff in the air without tipping over. It seemed a fitting nickname, an those guys were quite decent pitchers. Mike Flanagan 6', looked huge to me, Irish-named dude. I did want to live in boston at the time cuz I was real into my irish heritage at the time (can you say Notre Dame Starter Jacket?), Don Aase tried to have "his own" stache...meh. Storm Davis. Now there is a name a kid cannot ignore.

I like to use these times of loss

to minimalize the net loss of memories.

Thursday, August 18, 2011