Resolution Time

Rolls around every year my bi-ped friends!

SoulSlam has a few:

Lose weight

Get back on my damn bike! (which helps with above)

Be the best youth baseball coach I can

Get a crew-cut!

And though not really resolutions but everyday opportunities - be the best husband and father I can to the Clan SoulSlam!

Here's an Irish Blessing for the new year:
May your glass be ever full.
May the roof over your head be always strong.
And may you be in heaven
a full half hour before the devil knows you're dead.

Happy New Year.

Lucha New Year

This is what you get when you vacation in Cancun!

Omar 2

Guess he was listening to the sound of SoulSlam's voice!

BTW - Dropkick Murphy's will be playing "I'm Shipping Up to Boston" before the hockey game at Fenway on New Year's. Enjoy this as a sample.

Omar?

Omar? Omar?? Where are you?

Missed my chance to post in real-time when the highly sought-after (that is a joke) Kelvim Escobar signed an incentive-laden deal. Oh boy. Besides that superb RA Dickey deal, I guess you have to say The Mets Braintrust has been busy. RIIGHHHT!

Giants sign DeRosa. That leaves 3 left fielders playing a virtual game of musical chairs with the Cards and Mets. Holliday, Bay and Damon are looking at two seats that will pay some big dough. Damon is looking to be this year's Giambi.

Don't Follow This Example

But I think it's a pretty cool video!

The Office

Back to the place of employment after four days off that felt like two.

Quiet here. Pin-drop quiet. Maybe I can get some work done.

Less than 2 weeks to winter baseball practice. Yowza!

Did You Get What You Wanted?

And if you didn't - tough. Cowboy up.

Busy today on a very rainy Saturday after Christmas. Even stopped at a couple of stores late in the day with no waiting. Cool.

Now (10:30PM) I'm making that Jersey favorite - Sausage and Peppers. Mine rocks.

Ingredients:
Sausage
Peppers (no green peppers, they are tasteless)
Onions
Garlic
Tomatoes
Salt/Pepper
Red Pepper Flakes
1/2 cup of white wine
Water

Cook the sausage in the oven. Put all the other stuff in a big pot and cook it down. When the sausage is done, slice it and throw it in the pot. Let it cook awhile. Put it in pans, refrigerate. Eat well Sunday.

To All

A Very Merry Christmas!

The Eve of The Eve

Which would make it Dec. 23 townsfolk.

Four days off with the best holiday of the year on Friday. Can't wait.

Gotta wrap some presents to tally my box count and then get what I gotta get tomorrow. I usually am behind the 8-ball on Eve proper, but I'm in pretty good shape right now. Couple of items and I should be good.

And...

The NY Mets are close to signing a 35 year old knuckleballer. What a relief. The last piece of the puzzle? (CUE THE SARCASM)

The Next Big Thing (maybe)

Check this out...

Der Vogel

To figure out the meaning of that title, check Babel Fish. German to English.

Saturday afternoon, after chaperoning the Sons of SoulSlam for some holiday shopping, we decided (as a trio) to go grab a hot dog at a local joint.

Where I live, to cross over into the bustling metropolis, you cross over a viaduct, which has a fork at the bottom. Light on the straight side, or you can cruise right through a Yield Sign and proceed down Main St.

So I come over the crest, the light is red, and a couple of cars are stopped. I slowly creep down to continue straight when the guy behind me lays on the horn. Got ya. Creep up a little more and this guy passes by on the aforementioned right, with his middle finger up high, which is right in my oldest son's face. WHAT!

What this dope doesn't know is I have enough room to bang the right and follow him, which I do.

Now he goes down Main to a very looong light. Which is red. He has no place to go. Pity the fool (as the immortal Mr. T used to say!)

I'd like to say I stayed calm, but I did not. I jump out and confront Mr. Tough Guy. I come up on his window and the look I got was priceless. The kind of look that says "I just crapped myself!"

Paraphrasing I go on like this:

'YOU GAVE ME THE FINGER! YOU'RE A TOUGH GUY GIVING ME THE FINGER! NOW YOU HIDE BEHIND YOUR CAR WINDOW LIKE A PANSY BUT YOU WERE TOUGH ENOUGH TO THROW A FINGER AT ME A BLOCK AGO! COME ON OUT AND GIVE ME THE FINGER! IT WOULD BE A SHAME TO CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS WITH A BROKEN FACE!

I then returned to my car and followed for a couple tenths of a mile. I could see him trembling all the way.

So some may say I should not have done that in front of my sons. I disagree. As I explained to them, you don't let anybody treat you with disrespect.

And the moral of this story. Don't mess with SoulSlam.

SLAM.

Hoops

Since there is only so many times I can bloviate about the inactivity near Willets Point, time for a Hoops post.

This season, SoulSlam is coaching two teams - one 6th Grade (12U) travel team for the older guy and a buzzsaw of a 2nd/3rd Grade Rec team with my ever-growing 9 year old.

On the travel team I am an assistant coach, coaching with some guys I've known for a long time and coach baseball with. As far as the team, we are vertically challenged (read that as S-H-O-R-T), and so far, we've gotten our Nikes handed to us. Since we didn't get into this thinking we are going to win a National Championship, all's well; though some of these kids can't seem to grasp the simplest of concepts on the hardwood.

The rec team is the first stab at competitive ball for these boys. They've basically been playing in a non-competitive clinic for a couple. Now they have to play with refs and rules (some modified). I have my team running a couple of plays already, so I think we're ahead of the curve. I'm sure the comments will start about stacking my team will begin from the looks of things. But that is the way the ball bounces.

And last but definitely not least, mark your calendars. January 8, 2010. Indoor winter workouts. Baseball. Can't wait.

SHHHHH...

Don't make any noise, you might wake Omar.

Are you freakin' kidding me!!!

Halladay is a Phillie. Lackey is with the Bosox.

And the Mets are looking at Kelvim Escobar. Guy can't even spell his own name right.

I am hexed.

Imagine having to explain to the 11 year old son of SoulSlam that this is what it means to be a Met fan during the hot-stove (re: Winter) months: MISERABLE. ANXIOUS. WAITING FOR SOMETHING THAT NEVER COMES. LIKE LINUS VAN PELT IN THE G&#-DAMN PUMPKIN PATCH.

Closed for Business

Recently, Hofstra University announced the cancellation of the football program after 70 or so years.

Citing the financial drain of $4.5M annually as a major factor was Saul Rabinowitz, Hofstra president.

Home attendance averaged 4260 per game. Lacrosse at the school draws more fans.

So why is SoulSlam typing here?

Because I am sick of the whining and boo-hooing I hear on sports radio here, namely WFAN.
A couple of observations:

This wasn't exactly Michigan or Ohio State

Funny how nobody calling these radio shows mentions whether they were season ticket holders or not. You couldn't fill a Wal-mart on Black Friday with their avg. gate

Isn't a university supposed to be about learning

Where was all the complainers when Hofstra was playing. Can't remember one call about the powerhouse from LI

Go Away.

The Hoodwink

The definition can be found here

So what is going on in Met-land?

Contract offers to Jason Bay and Bengie Molina. Let's leave Molina out since it seems this one might be the genuine article.

Now the Bay contract? Well...

Lots of speculation by the spinning heads that the Mets are in dire need of stimulating season tix sales, which have been slooow this off season by most accounts.

So you offer a deal to a guy that's just a little north of the Red Sox offer, and maybe you make it appear as if you're a player in the sweepstakes. Maybe not.

I think that all being equal, Bay stays with Boston. Easier to play the short left field and he has a comfort level there. Then the braintrust in Queens can say "Hey, we tried!" and then go sign some .265 spud.

Wait and see. Hope I am wrong. I like Matt Holliday better anyway.

Small Potatoes

Word around Mets camp is...


silence.

The World Champion NY Yankees pull off a blockbuster 3-team trade to IMPROVE THEIR TEAM. The Mets do what?

I hear we got ourselves a minor league infielder though. Excellent.

One Dopey Movie (Another Movie Review)

Apparently HBO is puttin' the full court press on by playing The Day the Earth Stood Still over and over and over...

Here's what SoulSlam thinks of this movie (and leading man!):

Nutshell (Part 2)

Are you kidding me? The NY Mets, my beloved team have gone out and signed two (count 'em 2) catchers, namely Chris Coste and Henry Blanco.

Now I know we need a catcher, and I'm sure these were a couple of low-cost alternatives, but if anything it shows the diehard Mets fan that the front office is CLUELESS! Why are we signing two backup catchers now? Don't you go get these guys after you have the important pieces in place? AAAAARGGGHHHH!

And the even better news- Coste didn't want to be here!

Another stellar job.

Thanks Greg (whoever you are)

One of my colleagues at work (let's call him Dan) went to a book signing by one Lance Armstrong (who can wear yellow anytime he pleases)somewhere here in North Jersey.

So Dan proceeds to tell me the story of waiting for the 7-time TdF winner and American Icon and the rules in place for the signing; no items other than his book to be signed, though many of the cycling geekdom apparently brought tubulars, programs, yellow cycling shirts, etc.

But I digress.

Dan says that after a wait of approximately 2.5 hours, the signing begins. He is about 50 people back, so he's got some time. And one book. He had struck up a conversation with a guy named Greg, who had four books and was waiting on the Mrs. She never shows. He turns to Dan and says "hey, could you take one of my books since you only have one?" Dan, being a very nice guy, agrees. And gets the book signed. And is asked to leave.

Gets back into the bookstore proper and looks hi and lo for Greg. No can find. Dan has quite a ways to go to get home, and it's getting late. He waits by the door, still no Greg. After an interminable wait, he left. With Greg's book.

Ipso facto - he gave it to me, since I am a fan of Mr. Armstrong. Thanks Greg!

Bad Tiger

The net and print media is howling about Mr. and Mrs. Woods and the mistress. Oh boy.

Don't get me wrong, I love to watch Tiger shank a shot or blow a putt, mostly because he is so revered by the golf-arazzi.

He starts showing up a couple of years ago looking like a middle linebacker, but please don't speak of any performance enhancing assistance.

So now, the legendary Tiger is in the deep end of the water hazard. First a woman of dubious distinction is linked to Eldrick. Then there's the 2:30 (or thereabouts)AM crashing of the SUV. Followed by supposed life saving efforts by the Mrs. with a seven iron. Boy is he lucky.

Lucky to have an army o' spin doctors and the best shysters money can buy.

Fore!

Happy Turkey

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone on Planet Slam.

The Machine

So Mr. Pujols was awarded the NL MVP yesterday for the second straight year, third in his career. After nine seasons, he has numbers that compare to the likes of Hank Aaron, Willie Mays and all the greats.

The numbers that really matters is 2. As in how many more seasons he's under contract to St. Louis for. 2010 is under contract and 2011 is a club option. Both at a relatively frugal $16M or so. After that, he's a free agent, and is most likely looking at testing the water.

So it's reasonable to expect he wants A-Rod money in the $30M range. Right now, you have to say he's a better player than A-Rod. So he should be compensated as such, no?

Problem is the big players will be down to a couple or three. Assume St. Lou can't afford $30M (they can't) for one player. Then you have to consider these teams as his destination:

Yankees - but they have a long term with Texeira
Red Sox - wouldn't Yankee fans love to see that
Mets - errr, no. Little too rich for the Wilpons I think
Cubs - definitely maybe
Angels - another definitely maybe
Dodgers - depends on the divorce

Interesting.

The Fighting Irish (at least some of them)

Before we begin, I did not attend the University of Notre Dame, but like many Irish-Americans, I have a soft spot in my heart for the Irish.

Apparently, Mr. Jimmy Claussen got into it this weekend in a local bar after the Irish lost in OT to UConn (that would be the same UConn the basketball school).

Check out the stellar reporting and alternative theories on Deadspin here.

At least he's a fighter.

So while we're on the subject, say your goodbyes to Mr. Weis. I thought this guy was a tool when he taught me in high school; and now he gets to find a new job. One more game against Stanford, who will most likely mop the floor with a blue and gold mop. If that happens, the Irish go 6-6, after a 4-1 start. Time for a new HC.

And to top off this rare pigskin post, check this kid out:



SIGN HIM UP!

That's Some Opening Weekend

So the movie New Moon eclipsed the competition and rang up about $140M at the box office. That's what you call boffo box office.

Before you ask; no I will not see this movie. Ever. Promise.

Here's what I find odd. At work today, a few of the ladies were discussing the boy-men in this movie in detail. If a guy did the same thing, say with Miley Cyrus (or whoever) - we'd be branded as dirty old men and we oughta be ashamed of ourselves.

BTW, those guys look questionable to me. Not that there is anything wrong with that.

Man Wear

I saw something this morning in church that reminded me of something...

There is a commercial on TV making the rounds for some car co. Not sure which, but that's not the point. The guy (term used loosely) has lost his precious sunglasses and goes on a mission to find them. Here, there, everywhere he's been. So what's at issue:

He's wearing a yellow zip-up hoodie. Yellow. Like the submarine.

Now yellow is a fine accent color. Or, if you are Lance Armstrong and have won the Tour de France, especially acceptable. What it is not is a main color, worthy of display. Even the Bad News Bears knew that.

And the sunglasses were cheapos. Loser.

Not Me.

Have you seen these "I'm a PC and Windows 7 is my idea" ads? (I'm not linking anything for this; I'm not promoting anything!)

Here's my take. I see these Mac ads with PC guy and I think "wow, that's really great competitive marketing" - not all winners, but most are.

Then Windows comes out with the I'm a PC stuff. If you ask me to describe, I can do it in one word - LAME.

Now they continue with the above-named marketing campaign, and all I can think of when I see these losers on my TV or invading my browser is one word - DISMEMBER.

Man do we need another Inquisition. On the Corporate World.

One of the Funniest Commercials I've Ever Seen

Saw it last night and had to share.

Budweiser

Bands I Dislike

Little fun here. This is an ever-evolving list,and artists like The Jonas Brothers are automatics. So don't ask me if I like the NKOTB.

In no particular order:

U2 (although they really are probably no. 1)
Coldplay
Bon Jovi
The Who (and this doesn't include the fact that every CSI show uses their tunes)
Grateful Dead
Phish
Allman Brothers
Counting Crows
Incubus
Smashing Pumpkins
Nirvana (I think Filter said it best)
Nickelback (this is the band Randy Johnson would be if he was a rock band)
Dave Matthews Band (blocked that one out)
Journey (Sopranos or no Sopranos)
REO Speedwagon
Yes (that is some long-winded sh*t)


There's many, many more. But that's the list for tonight.

5 Away

As in days from signing free agents. You should also see an increase in trades this winter.

My wishlist for the NY Mets

Left Field - Matt Holliday. Easy to say. But Boras is his agent, so you never know. Most teams will be spending less so the Mets have a golden opportunity here. If we can't get Holliday, time to see what the Rays want for Carl Crawford.

First Base - I like Daniel Murphy (I even have a Murphy shirt). But he's only at 1B if we get a big-hitting left fielder and move Castillo. Omar is going to check out Delgado in winter ball, but he's gonna want a two year pact. Too rich. I would talk to the Marlins about Jorge Cantu- who becomes a free agent at the end of next season. By then we might be able to play Ike Davis.

Catcher - I hear about Molina (as in Benji), Barajas and Torrealba. Last guy is out, he ain't coming here after the last time the Mets wanted him. I might look at Pudge Rodriguez for a two year (cheap) contract. Molina will want three at least. The other route is a different Molina - Jose, who is also available. He can play in NY. Great behind the dish.

Second Base - Castillo had a really good year, but everybody wants him gone. Something about him no Mets fan likes. Trade him to the Dodgers for a couple of low minor-league pitchers and look at getting Brandon Phillips for cash-strapped Reds. Everybody says Orlando Hudson but he sat at the end of the season and the Dodgers made no attempt to sign him. He reminds me of Shawn Dunston.

Pitcher - Tough. Besides Santana we are thinner than thin. Pelfrey could be something if he ever gets over his issues. If Ollie Perez comes back and pitches 20 games in the bigs next season you might consider it a small victory. Free agent pitching is Lackey and everybody else. Give Sheets a minor league deal and hope for something. Try to get in the Halliday sweepstakes, but the real get could be Roy Oswalt. Houston will need to move him soon, so maybe a deal with them is a possibility.

Dreamin'

Good TV

Nothing going on right now; did some work around the garage and I'm just waiting to hit the road for an eye appointment.

So how about my list of good TV. Current shows only. It's short.

Sons of Anarchy (I'm looking at a young Peg B. on Tales from the Crypt right now)
Rescue Me
V
Flashforward (but this one could fall off the cliff)
Fringe
Supernatural
Smallville
The League
It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia (wrong in so many ways but very funny)
Real Sports
Ghosthunters (and all the associated GH shows)
Diners, Drive-ins and Dives
Lost (almost forgot it)
Cops (oops Peg just got killed)
100% of programming on MLB Network (even Yankee replays)

I am simple.

Long Weekend On Tap

Took a much-needed day off on Friday, giving me the proverbial 3-day weekend. Besides a couple of basketball practices, I am the Overlord of my time. Stellar.

Just catching the 5PM news and they are saying a "Nor'easter" is coming. Why is everything a "Nor'easter"? I never heard the term until I read it in a Stephen King book, but over the last few years every storm is a "Nor'easter".

While we're on the subject, when did storms that are on the Pacific side become hurricanes? I remember learning as a lad that they were typhoons. I guess hurricanes have a better marketing team.

And what about Chilean Sea Bass. There's no such thing. It's a Patagonian Toothfish, but nobody wanted to eat that, so new name, and it's a wedding day favorite.

Oh well...

Subtitles Abound

Watched the recently released movie Sugar - about a young Dominican pitcher coming to the US and playing in Single A ball.
Recommended, unless you're a baseball fan, then it's highly recommended.

Speaking of baseball - we held 9U tryouts yesterday. Even with a big roster we are going to have to cut some boys. Tough, but hopefully they keep playing and come out again next year.

Photo Finish

I was DFL.
It takes just as much effort as being 1st.

I rock.

DFL (Well Almost)

My town had a 5K this morning, and Mrs. SoulSlam (who's a runner) signed us all up as a family. For the record, SoulSlam is not a runner. But they had the walking bit so I manned up and did the 3.125 miles. Kids too. Oldest ran most and finished in just under 30. The other guy is bummed that the curse was broken, but he ran and walked his way to the finish.

My Bro-In-Law and me walked it out, the whole way. Apparently some of the walkers did a shorter 2 mile route, but not us. We thought we were DFL but apparently others were wayyyyy behind us. (I thought it would be easy to find my name in the paper if it was at the bottom.)

Maybe I'll train next year.

9U Baseball tryouts today. Gotta go.

I wonder if A-Rod slept in his hat?

Hat Update

Stupid is wearing the hat at the Knicks game at MSG.

Knicks are getting mauled by LeBron and Co.

Film at 11.

Nice Hat (Not)

Is it over?

Like I said, Christmas in Beirut. Yankees win again (good thing they spent all that dough).

Anyway, check out Deadspin for another guys opinion. I don't drop F-bombs so I digress...

So as the floats drift by, can you explain why the purple-lipped A-Rod always looks like an A-Hole? And is he dating Jay-Z now?




And don't the Yankees wear Midnight Blue? I guess the black gangsta look is in.

Go away.

On the 6th Game

A prediction:

Phillies 5
Yankees 4

We're going to game 7!

I have no glee in either team winning. It's like Christmas in Beirut. Empty.

At least once this is over I can begin pontificating about free agency and the sun rising over Citifield once again. Ahhh, dreams.

Busy Busy

Today is busy. Besides the whole church in the AM thing.

Before I go on, rained a little last night, but the Halloween festivities in the local area went on as planned. My legs felt like a couple of water-logged stumps by the end of the evening. Couldn't make it past the 4th in the rain delayed game three. Yankees go up 2-1. A-Rod plunked twice.

Baseball tryouts today for our 12U and 11U programs from noon to 4PM. Gotta go get the fields ready in a few. Then it's travel hoops practice from 4:30-6PM. So I gotta mosey.

Check me out later, maybe I'll give a recap. Maybe not.

I Love a Good A-Rod Story

And this is a good one:

I AM A CENTAUR!


HAHAHAHAHA

Happy Samhain.

Even Up Redux on Planet Slam

I would be a bad host, particularly in the eyes of the Yankee fans who wait patiently for my blah-gs if I didn't mention that the team from NY beat the Phillies last night. Great pitching all around. Pedro was all anyone could ask for and Burnett put on his best ever in a big spot.

Is Girardi's plan to go Mo for a deuce everytime it's close? Bad plan Joe. He's not a wizard, folks.

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Now it's the night before Halloween, so here's a redux of last year's post. Enjoy!

So what did you call it when you were a kid? The night before Halloween I mean...

In my neck of the woods, we called it GATE NIGHT - and people give me a quizzical look when I say that name. And apparently, the yuppies and new citizens of my little slice 'o' heaven in North Jersey have won out because the kids call it GOOSEY NIGHT, which I always found a little fem. But c'est la vie, right?

So I started asking people at work, around town at the Shop-Rite, wherever - "what did you call it oh so long ago?" So here is a list:

GATE NIGHT

GOOSEY NIGHT

MISCHIEF NIGHT

EVILS NIGHT

CABBAGE NIGHT

HELL NIGHT

Let me know if you have a good one. Funny, I had a friend named Flanagan and he called it 'same as every other night - and I still have to get me Da' at the precinct house!'. Poor Flanagan.

And a word to the wise... even though I've grown up, I still play the game tonight. On defense. Like Jack Lambert, but better looking.

SoulSlam 2008.

Full Speed Ahead

Cause a diesel engine named Cliff Lee came runnin' through the Bronx last night and dropped off a can 'o' whoopass on the EE (Evil Empire).

Since I am like Switzerland on this one, here's some thoughts:

Chase Utley is an old school ballplayer, like a modern day Ty Cobb

The Phillies can hit!

CC pitched well, just not well enough

Jeter is money

A-Rod looked a little tight in Game 1

There sure were a lot of empty seats at the House that the Taxpayers of NY Built

Chicken or Egg - Has Giradi lost confidence in the bullpen or has the bullpen lost confidence in Girardi

Uncle Charlie looks like a good guy to have a beer with

What was Matsui doing on the infield grass?

Game 2 tonight. Pedro vs. AJ. One for the ages? All the Yankee fans are pretty boisterous about a win tonight. We'll see...

The Lesser of Two Evils

For all of you new to the island, you may or may not know that SoulSlam is a Mets fan. And like any right-minded Mets fan subjected to the news and sportstalk radio in the greater Metropolitan area, one is forced to pick a side.

Nope.

First off, let's think back. We've had a Braves-Yankees WS haven't we? I didn't pick a side then either, and Atlanta has has more of my scorn heaped on them than the Phillies, who are only a year or so into my void.

I can't root for the Yankees although I recently had this great epiphany. I don't hate the Yankees. They are a great baseball team, and if I watch them play baseball without that uniform, I can see that. So who do I hate? The Yankees fans - not everyone of them, but a good portion; the fans who think it is a birthright, who don't want to hear about outspending the next closest team by $75M, the fan who somehow thinks he's part of the team. That is who I hate. My only comfort is when some thug perpetrates some horrendous crime in NYC, he is inevitably photographed with a Yankee cap on.

I also dislike Rudy Giuliani and his NYY/FD combo cap. And his pinch-faced wife.

The Phillies are a National League team with a great line-up - but I can't root for them either.

So I hope for the following:

Game 7 about to begin. Both teams have fought a valiant effort to win three apiece. It's a see-saw battle, to be decided with one final game. Then the earthquake hits. Yankee Stadium is swallowed whole, along with all the ballplayers, umpires, Yankee Fans, Kate Hudson, and Fox broadcasters. Series is declared a draw.

Now that would be something.

Rain Date and Other Stuff

Supposed to have travel baseball tryouts today, but the monsoon has hit the East Coast, postponing that until next week.

So I'm sitting here thinking of things and thought I'd post a few goodies I find interesting.

Michael Jordan's kid is having a sponsorship dilemma

Steve Phillips has interesting (re: strange) taste in women

Yankees need to win game six for their own good

A Phillies-Yankees World Series will be hard to root for anyone on a personal level

Nick Swisher seems like a real thinker

ND over BC today

People who work in libraries rarely have a sense of humor (more on that later)

iDon't like Droid already

Complete 360

Months ago, journalists of all ilk were reporting the Wilpons are in dire financial straits due to losing upwards of $600M in the Madoff scheme.

Now, the reports are coming in that they actually made money to the tune of almost $50M!

Throughout the whole saga, the Wilpons have remained quiet, basically saying any transactions don't affect the Mets.

Now people are calling for the money to be returned. Have they seen my team? We need the capital folks! We're looking at signing some top free agents! Gotta have priorities!

Bad Calls

Guess what? Umpires make bad calls. Little League, Cal Ripken, Travel Baseball, High School Baseball, College Baseball, Minor League Baseball and Major League Baseball. Get over it.

Before the advent of the high-def capabilities of cameras, we'd watch the tube in grainy slo-mo while the announcers said something like this:

"I don't know Jerry, looks like his foot might have been on the bag"
"Yeah, Don, but the ump was in perfect position, so I guess he got it right"

Now, these poor slobs are scrutinized every which way. Swisher is 100% out at 2B on a daylight play. Called safe. Then Swisher gets called out leaving the bag early on a tag, when apparently he didn't leave early. Since the ump wasn't actually watching (unless he's got one of those lazy eyes), people say it's a makeup call. Whatever.

My favorite gaffe was this one:


Everybody's out!!! Classic.

Apoplectic

From Answer.com -

adj.
1. Of, resembling, or produced by apoplexy: an apoplectic fit.
2. a. Having or inclined to have apoplexy.
b. Exhibiting symptoms associated with apoplexy.
3. Extremely angry; furious: "members of Congress who otherwise become apoplectic about wasteful government spending" (Dan Morgan).

Or maybe #3 should say "haters of Yankees who became apoplectic about this team winning two in a row at the ALCS"

Let's hope that the Angels can rally (monkey) and get a couple back at home in the sunshine of LA (or the suburbs of Orange County).

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Random LCS thought:

Utley better not be turning in to Knoblauch

Burnett better realize the plate is 60'6" away. Not 57'

Is there a pitch that Vlad G. doesn't like?

Dodger fans wear caps worth wearing

A-Rod may be hitting well, but he's no Pete Rose coming home (weak)

Jeter is Jeter

Matt Kemp can play baseball for my team anyday

The Phillies bullpen certainly is interesting, isn't it?

Kate Hudson hasn't had this much facetime with America in her career

Funny how Yankees and Y. fans hate Papelbon for the fist pump, but never criticize Joba for the SAME EXACT THING

Joe Torre is a pretty cool customer

Mattingly looks good in Dodger Blue

Vote for Pedro

What do you get when you combine the body of a high school sophomore with the heart of a lion and top it of with a Soul Glo jheri curl?

PEDRO MARTINEZ!!!

Man, can that guy pitch or what? Good thing the Mets didn't need him this season. Pedro's line from yesterday's game: 7 IP, 2 H, 0 R, 0 ER, 0 BB, 3 K

And many have thought he was washed up. Just goes to show that the greats always find something extra when they need it. To bad that clown car (aka the Phillies bullpen) couldn't keep it on the road.


LOVE THIS PICTURE. NEVER GET TIRED OF LOOKING AT IT.

My Friend Lucky

Say hello to my boyo!

Leaf Peepers

Are you a leaf peeper?

The type who really goes for the site of fall foliage and the colors and how wonderful and crisp everything is and the shorter days and the...

Stop.

Here's the cold harsh reality townsfolk.

Autumn is here. It is GD cold out. It's dark when I wake up. It's dark pretty much when I get home. It seems darker most all the time.

That means winter is coming. SoulSlam is not a fan of winter, I just survive. I like heat and the outdoors and baseball. Autumn and Winter ARE NOT YOUR FRIENDS.

BRRR.

Really Bad Caps

Talkin' 'bout Fenway. Why is everybody wearing those cheapo, faded, one size fits all, casual Bosox caps? Would somebody invest $35 beans or so on a nice fitted New Era?

Anyway, they can put those caps away as the Red Sox (actually Papelbon) coughed up a huge loogy of a loss to go none and done in the ALDS.

Guess I'm rooting for the Halos folks.

Lost in the Lights

That was Holliday's excuse, now the Cards are done. D-O-N-E. Here's the question: will he lose sight of the cool $17+ million he's going to sign for as a free agent in the lights? Don't think so.

Yankees keep rollin'. I think this picture says it all:



The Red Sox have their backs against the Green Monster now. Not the toughest spot (re:2004 ALCS) they've ever been in, but tough enough.

Check ya' later.

The Drop

If the Cards lose the series, will St. Louis fans still embrace Mr. Holliday?




Man, that is a tough break. Shake it off big fella.

Tonight's predictions:

Burnett spits the bit and the Twins even it up.

Beckett is Beckett and throws a good one. Red Sox even it up.

Empty Seats

In the Bronx. At Yankee Stadium. During a playoff game. Bad.

The seats that Yankee executive management designated for the haves, versus, you the have-not; the seats that are (less than half) filled with people who look like they would be more at home at MOMA or The Met were missing the peeps, the true fan. A lot of NYC's Finest though patrolling the moat. Shameful.

And if I have to look at Ms. Kate Hudson throughout the post-season, I'm gonna puke. BTW, she's a two-face. She had on the good face last night.

My predictions for the 1st round (I KNOW I"M A DAY LATE!):
Yanks in 4
Red Sox in 4
Cardinals in 5
Phillies in 4

Audi. Enjoy some Gary Moore singing Empty Rooms (best I could do!)

Winter Coming in the House of Slam

I know because I covered my beautiful oasis in the backyard, my 27ft, above-ground swimming pool. I am one of those that must get every hour out of the pool, hence my OCD-induced need to open in early April and close in October. That makes it near six months of sparkling wonderment.

The problem is this: it gets might cool here late in September, unless we get an Indian Summer. So the water temperature falls to the 50's or so. And to close the pool, I've got to get in. And that is something I do not look forward to. Shrinkage indeed!

But now it's covered and lying dormant until next Spring.

New endeavor in the sports household of SoulSlam. My oldest boy is now going to play travel hoops. We've been involved in travel baseball for three years, and now he will be on the hardcourt. I will be an assistant coach. Should be fun.

A Very Happy Birthday

To my better half...Mrs. SoulSlam!

Love, SoulSlam

The Nightmare Continues

Came home from work, put on the Mets game (4:30 start in DC) and watched as they did everything they could to give the game to the Nats. Which they did. K-Rod gave up a two out Grand Salami after walking three in the innings for another loss. My sincere praise to Justin Maxwell, the kid who hit it.

So three games to go - with the record currently at 67-62. So we can't lose a hundy.

Time for the axe:
Omar Minaya
Jerry Manuel
Dan Warthen
Razor Shines
Luis Alicia
Everybody and anybody who is on the medical or training staff

On the plank:
Hojo

I know, injuries, etc. BS. Time to shake up the front office and the team's coaching staff. The bunch of slugs they run out on that field day-in, day-out, particularly after the rosters expanded is shameful, and largely apparent there is nothing in the minors worth looking at. Blow it up.

Sunday Unwind

Raining, and a full day at the local festival yesterday has got me dragging. Since it is a hebrew holiday here and around the world, apparently every sport known to man is on at 1:00PM EDT. So I can keep clicking and flipping...or type.

Now I am not an anti-anybody, don't get me wrong. Except for stupidity, can't abide that. I read in the local paper today that a councilman in and around the area (who is Jewish), had some pointed things to say about a town-wide yard sale held on Yom Kippur. How it was "insensitive". As far as I know the town this happened in is not:
1. Predominately Jewish
2. Closed-minded

Based on his comment, the country of Israel should shut down on Christmas Day. Oh, and by the way, he apparently didn't say anything before the weekend in question.

Dope.

The Rivalry Continues...

Red Sox - Yankees, on right now. Yanks up 5-1, but Joba is pitching, so it's a good bet he'll give up a few before he's done.

I was on my way home from my son's baseball practice when I heard the bloviating Mr. John Sterling actually say (in a very excited manner)Jeter was a "great human being" when he was at-bat. Huh? Is he saving lives in his spare time. He's a ballplayer. A good one. He's not Gandhi. Maybe in the House that Taxpayers Built.

Lottery Logic

On my way to a meeting this fine September evening, I stopped in at the local corner store for a cup 'o' joe. While quickly filling my cup, I happened to hear one of the local skels chatting up the guy behind the counter, and an associated skel. Maybe you know the type - barely employable, but seemingly with enough cash on a daily basis for smokes, a six-pack and lottery tickets. usually driving a hoopdy, unless of course they have had their license revoked for their 3rd DWI and they are cruisin' the streets on a beater bike.

And the conversation revolved around the wonderful world of scratch-off lottery tickets. "You gotta scratch a lot of them to win some dough!" he says. Now, I took a little philosophy and logic in college, but this guy may be a modern-day Descartes. He proceeded to scratch furiously at various colorful little cards that promised much, but gave little. "That card's a bitch; she's always taking my money!" Wow. Are we taking cards or significant others here, professor? I wanted to stick around to see if this guy hit the jackpot, but something tells me that wasn't happening.

SO I begin to reminisce about the days when I worked in a liquor store, and we sold lottery tickets. We had a lot of people we ID'd as "Lottery Comics" - you know the type - the ones who might loudly announce to all in line for the big one, "don't bother, I got the winning numbers here!" Funny. Especially the chuckle and snort they exhale after that bit of comedic genius. Lottery comics often wear plaid pants and windbreakers, just so you know.

Here's what I do know - The Lottery Sucks. It is designed to syphon off every last dollar you have in the glimmer of hope that you will win millions. But you keep on playing. Losers.

Wow, I really got angry at the end...

Feel My Pain

I am a masochist. I really am. No matter how this season has treated me with regards to the NY Mets, I still watch. Through an array of injuries, subs and guys who shouldn't be on an MLB roster, I am there. So profound is my virtual flagellation that I bought tix to today's Mets-Nats game at Citi Field. Had to go before the season ended. A win would be nice.

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The Fighting Irish came off the field yesterday with a win. I only saw the 1st half (as i had to attend a party/picnic in the 2nd). MSU ran an onsides kick that made ND look unprepared. I know C. Weis was most likely NOT happy about that. There has been a lot of scuttle about his bad coaching calls vs. the Wolverines; right or wrong, he would appear to be on the hotseat. And in all truth acknowledgement, he was one of my teachers in HS - and I didn't think he was that bright, just arrogant. But that's what a 15 YO punk would think, yes?

Halfway

to St. Patrick's Day. The hard part is over.

Hail Jeter

All you Yankee fans, your hero, your man became the hittin'est Yankee of them all last night with the 2,722 hit of his career. Only in Yankee-land is that akin to hitting a real milestone like 3K. And the phone-lines have been lit with Yankee callers wondering why the whole world isn't declaring a holiday over this hallowed moment.

Because it ain't.

Sure, it's a great achievement that should get recognition, particularly in the tri-state. But everywhere else? It's a non-event. With two hits last night, he's 277 hits away from the real magic number. That means two seasons folks. When he's 39. And to the people who think he'll someday pass Pete Rose on the all-time hits list - get a grip.

Hall of Famer - definitely. Yankee great - most definitely. But let's wait until he hits number 3-0-0-0 before we all genuflect. (By the way he's #53 on the all-time list)

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While I'm in the mood to type (which hasn't been the case lately) - check out my new favorite website - Deadspin. Something always make me laugh here. Tons of stuff - you gotta keep digging.

OUT.

Off for now

Check back when I start again...

"Welcome Back"

Words uttered by the customs officer as we passed through immigration at EWR yesterday afternoon. And it's nice to be back.

Cancun was great; great, hot weather, nice resort. Boys and wife had a great time. Got to go zip-lining through the jungle - that was an experience, especially for an acrophobe. Just kept looking forward, never down.

Labor day weekend - enjoy.

One More Thing...

Brent Musberger kills any enjoyment you get from the LL WS. Really. What a horses ass.

VACATION!

Usually the last to go, but now we go. Vacation at last. Going to Cancun with mi famiglia to enjoy some sun, sand and suds. Boys are bringing the gloves though, gotta keep catching and throwing (priorities!).

ADIOS. See you when I return.

Nutshell

As in this play defines the Mets season in a...

Bottom nine, Mets down 9-7 (already scored one). Lidge on mound. Runners 1st and 2nd, no outs.

Francouer is 2-2 in the count, hit and run is on, he rips a liner up the middle that gets caught by Bruntlett (who muffed two plays previously) who's moving towards second to cover the bag. Steps on 2B and tags out Murphy for an UNASSISTED TRIPLE PLAY!


And apparently Mr. Met is going on the DL too. He may have tried to commit suicide. Details are sketchy.

Eleven

Remember this little gem? No? Then make sure you read it first before we go on. I'll wait.


OK, good to see you back.

Anyhoo, a couple of nights ago I had to hit the ATM for some pocket-dough. About 7:40PM by the glow of the dashboard clock. Compact-size Hyundai in front of me at the drive-up. And it had been there when I pulled past and around.

First I notice that this 'convenience bankee' (a female) had a dog on her lap. Then I notice the car isn't actually running. OK. Swipe one....guess that didn't work. Swipe two, no soap. Swipe three, I notice the hand is curled in that "I will continue swiping this card until it works" position. Swipe four, looks like we have something here. A few buttons being pressed, a receipt is printed and...

Swipe five - I guess we have some more transactions going on. Maybe we're cashing all of our public assistance checks? But that didn't work. Swipe six, no good. Swipe seven and eight are rapid fire, and by now some poor schnook is behind me, so I am trapped. By now it is 7:46. I'm getting angry. I've been yelling out the number every time she swiped since I counted four. The dog is moving around. Some kind of deposit. My turn is next...but no.

SWIPE NINE, SWIPE TEN, SWIPE ELEVEN!!!! Now we are apparently taking out some money, no doubt for something important. And just like that, after eight minutes I'll never get back, the car is started and pulls slowly forward. Maybe the dog was driving. I hope you had a fender-bender on the way home.

Inconsiderate B***h.

Countin' Down

To my vacation. Leave on 8/28 for someplace else. My kids think we are hitting Amish Country (we're not) so they should pleasantly surprised.

Also for the X and Y notation in the standings. Back page of the NY Daily News has the countdown to a winter off for the Mets. Yankees are rocking. Am I bitter? You bet I am. (By the way, my copy of the DN has a slightly different back page.)

And Mr. Plaxico Burress can start countin'down the days until his release. Dumb. He should look good in a jumpsuit.

Out.

Dangerous Curves

Been watching some of the LL Regionals on a couple of different channels. I'm not involved in LL, so let's not accuse me of bashing. A couple of lucid thoughts however:

1. 12 and 13 year olds (that weigh in at 140+ lbs)on 46/60 fields is not my druthers. Better they play on 50/70. These kids go to the big field the next season and can't reach 1B from across the diamond.

2. The announcers are all shills for LL. Last night all I heard was how LL instituted pitch counts to save the kids. BS. LL actually had a study conducted by Dr. James Andrews who made a recommendation - and they didn't follow his advice. For the record - SoulSlam always counts pitches with the boys on my team - common-sense. And if you live under a rock, you may not know that most of these kids are also playing on travel teams, so they may get a day or two of rest from LL, but pitch in a travel game in between. That's why most of them will be playing tennis or golf in HS - there arms will be toast.

3. Why, of why, is anybody allowing 12 and 13 year olds throw curves? And the Regionals I've been watching seem to feature pitchers throwing 80-90% breaking stuff. So spare me the soliliquy about the great coaches doing it for the kids. These guys should be protecting the kids by not letting them throw a curve. But they are just glory-hounds, looking to get on TV.

4. Do I have to see some trailer park mom going crazy every time her kid makes a play?

Cal Ripken will be on MLB network. Watch that and see what a difference it is.

3-2-1

The countdown to sign S. Strasburg by the Nats has begun. Midnight this coming Monday is the deadline, and if the Nationals don't get it done, the righty can go play independent ball or fly the coop to Japan - and then have to go back in the draft again next season. Jayson Stark on espn.com has a good read about this...

Alright - so if I'm an up and coming ballplayer, maybe I don't want to play in DC. Fair enough. And if he skips signing this year, he can block the same team from drafting him next season, so he could invariably go to another terrible team, albeit he's from San Diego so maybe he wants to be a Padre (and wear camouflage unis 1x per season!), but they aren't exactly rolling in the dough that Boras (the slimy) craves. So we wait for the deadline - and the possibility of the big payday.

And Bryce Harper watches...

Second Chances

So pictures of Josh Hamilton surfaced on Deadspin this weekend of a drunken night in January - and to say his wife will not be happy is an understatement. Hamilton came out yesterday admitting his slip and apologizing - something he will always have to do when it comes to anything remotely substance-related.

Fact is, he's an admitted drug addict and alcoholic - and the temptation is too great sometimes. Hopefully he gets right with himself and his family and moves on. Soulslam is a fan. Godbless...

Late Night Baseball

Very late night last night watching the locals. Fell asleep before either game was done, so when I got up early and put on my trusty SNY for the scores.

So I go to sleep top 15 in the Yankees-Red Sox killer. 0-0 through two outs in the bottom of the 15th and then A-Rod finally comes through to win it. Great game, both pitching staffs threw the bejesus out of the ball and the Sox come up a little short. The kid who lost was about 10 hours in the majors so you can't blame him.

On to the Mets - my team of teams, my cross to bear. Ollie P. gives them a good game, leaving with one out in the 7th and Stokes shuts down the Padres. Score is 2-1 through 8. Then K-Rod has the yips and lets the Pods tie it up. Then the bases get loaded and Cabrera gets a fat one to rip over the wall. Grand Salami. Game over. Depressing after the beating the night before. Season is getting short for the Amazin's.

Today is another day.

Chi-town

Got back late last night from the Windy City, the City of the Big Shoulders, the Second City, you know Chicago!

Work had me there for a couple 'o' days, so on Wednesday I braved the elements and drove to the South Side to catch a White Sox game. Drove the rental car like a maniac, cut off the locals and into the lot (a looong way away) for the game. Grabbed some bleacher seats and the game is on!

U.S. Cellular Field was packed with the White Sox faithful to the tune of 32,000+. And unlike other games where you see a lot of opposing teams fans, everybody was decked out in the black and white, or the old school, Bill Veeck, short shorts-wearing Sox attire. i even saw a guy wearing an Aparicio jersey (wool)!

Thome hit two bombs to the bleachers, Floyd pitched a heck of a game and Beckham will win Rookie of the Year. Great night, sorry my boys weren't with me.

Speaking of which, they went to the Mets game at Citi Field that day when the Mets unleashed a can on the Cards.

And if you ever get to the greater Chicago area, try my favorite place to eat - Portillo's. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED!

Dull Moments

Baseball is over...the 8U team got rained out today and we are d-o-n-e. Done. 'Cause in my town, football begins. Oh, well.

Watching some baseball on the HD this afternoon - Mets got a late start after a rain delay with the D'Backs and the Yanks are in Chi-town for a series with the Sox. I'm travelling to Chicagoland this week for work, so I am going to try to hit U.S. Cellular on Wednesday night. Funny - I've been to the Windy City at least 20 times, and the Cubs are never in town when I am. Weird.

Watched the HBO documentary 'Assault in the Ring' last night, a riveting look at the 1983 fight and the aftermath between Luis Resto and Billy Collins, Jr. My Pops was/is a big fight fan, so I remember this pretty well, but didn't know the whole story. I remember hearing bits and pieces over the years. And even though Collins dies 9 months later in a car crash (perhaps of his own doing), somebody literally got away with attempted murder here.

Dog Days

Early August is usually that around here. But NJ (and the whole Northeast) has been in the midst of monsoon season. Yesterday it rained so hard it might have taken paint off some clunkers. Good thing you can trade 'em in.

4PM EDT on Friday also marked the trade deadline. At least the one where nobod can steal a guy off the waiver wire. NY Mets stood pat, I guess it's my (and every other fans) imagination that we could use somebody. Another super Omar job. Yankees picked up Jerry Hairston Jr. Another guy (see Swisher and Hinske) to help out. Even my Yankee fan friends couldn't get excited about that one.

Big winner looks to be the Red Sox, with Mr. Victor Martinez coming to Beantown for some prospects. Theo seems to make the big deadline trade whenever it's needed to put the boys in prime position. The biggest rivalry in MLB begins again on Thursday.

The precocious Mr. Jake Peavy finally got dealt to the White Sox, and with Washburn going to the Tigers, and the Twins adding a big-hitting SS, the AL Central is ripe for a tight race down to the wire.

Other trades included the oft-injured Nick Johnson to the Marlins, Andy Laroche for Casey Kotchman in a Red Sox/Braves swap, Scott Rolen to the Reds and Joe Beimel to the Rockies.

Two months to playoffs.

Great Night for the Kids

And it sure was.

We rented out the Montclair State (SoulSlam's Alma mater) University Softball Stadium for our program and it was a tremendous night. Scores aside, all 40 boys who came out had a great time playing on a "pro" field. Lights, music, an announcer for every at-bat. Great night!

Started with an intra-squad with our 8U team - the future ballplayers. Then my 10U team played a local rival. We lost but played a good game. Then our 11U team played a team that probably resides 50 miles away, and lost a tough one.

And that's pretty much it for travel baseball this season. Our 8U plays a game against a bordering town, but with a flash flood watch I think that will be NG. Team picnic on Saturday and that is that. Season over.

I'm already planning next year! Can't wait.

Omar and Me

Wow. Omar Minaya sent me an e-mail. Well, not personally, but more like a form e-mail to me and all the rest of the faithful. Here it is:

I wanted for you to hear directly from me today regarding an update on the investigation of Tony Bernazard, our Vice President of Player Development.

Prior to a series of articles published in the media, our Baseball Operations and Human Resources departments had begun looking into several matters involving Tony. Once those reports became public, we accelerated our investigation. We wanted it to be thorough and complete it as quickly as possible while still being fair to Tony. That process concluded over the weekend.

Yesterday, I met with Tony in person to have a frank conversation about what we had learned following interviews with numerous people. I also wanted for Tony to have the opportunity to give his side of the story.

After meeting with Tony, and giving a lot of thought to the facts, I came to a decision on Tony's status which I shared with Ownership last night. My recommendation was that we needed to part ways with Tony, as his behavior in his interaction with others was inconsistent with our organization's values. Ownership agreed with my assessment and accepted my recommendation.

I spoke with Tony this morning and informed him of my decision to terminate his employment with the Mets.

Personnel decisions are never easy. And one can't make them without giving it a lot of thought. It's even harder when you know someone as I do Tony. Tony and I go back a long time. He is a dedicated baseball man who loves the game, someone I like and respect, and someone who has contributed to the Mets. In the end, however, I just told him I couldn't leave him in his position after all that had transpired.

As General Manager of the Mets, I am fully accountable for our Baseball Operations department -- on and off the field -- and stand by this decision.

Thank you for your ongoing support of the Mets.
Signed Omar Minaya.

So just like the Mets, they can't do much right. Apparently Omar has a press conference and goes after a writer. Which probably p***ed off the other writers.
It is never dull in Mets-ville.

Team's on a 3 game win streak though!

Tough Guys Behind Keyboards

I like these guys (and I guess gals as well) - typing away on forums, belittling and creating literal havoc. Funny though, where are these tough guys when they get called out?

Anybody can flex their muscles at the old qwerty, because the anonymity of it all allows them to be their inner Zito. You know, tough. But when faced with in-person confrontations, or the opportunity to contact one directly so a spirited, no, a very spirited 'conversation' can take place, they hide. Maybe change their screen name as well.

You make me laugh.

What Are We Doing?

By now, if you live in the greater metropolitan area of NY/NJ (best place to be!) - you have heard of all the turmoil surrounding my beloved NY Mets.

1. Injuries have decimated the team. -
Here's the current list:
Reyes; Beltran; Delgado; Maine; Putz, Wagner; Sheffield; Martinez,F.; Martinez, R.; Cora; Nieve. All that list needs is a third baseman and catcher and it's a pretty good line-up.

2. Anemic offense - see above. You can't expect role players and call-ups to do much. I feel sorry for David Wright.

3. Inability to make a trade - whether it is self-motivated or the fact that nobody wants what the Mets are giving.

4. Pitiful Minor League Teams (and talent) -
Which means we can't make a trade. As of this morning: Buffalo Bisons (AAA)35-59; Binghamton Mets (AA)38-59; St. Lucie Mets (High A)44-49; Savannah Sand Gnats (Low A)51-47; Brooklyn Cyclones (SS A)23-11; Kingsport Mets (Rookie)10-20. I left out the rest of the Rookie League teams because I'm getting depressed typing. Bottom line- if you ain't winning in AAA and AA, you probably are bereft of talent. Follow all the Mets woes in the Minors!

5. The absolute chaos of the front office and Mr. Tony Bernazard -
too numerous to mention, but check out the NY Daily News or NY Post to get some insight. Funny thing is, this guy may actually survive this whole mess. Great job, Wilpons!

A season of promise - I keep the faith but it's getting harder day by day. Out.

Bittersweet

So my 10U Travel Teams summer season is over, for the most part. Not exactly the summer to remember - we finished 2-10 after going 5-5 in spring. Rough.

Two things did us in:

Not enough hard-nosed play and hustle

And one bad inning nearly every game

Time to begin planning for next year. We'll be back - bet on it.

The Day Late, Dollar Short Post

Given my busy social calendar I'm sure you'll forgive my lax pontificating.

Today's Subject:
The 40th Anniversary of NOT GOING TO THE MOON!

That's right. I don't believe we got there. Sort of a real-life Capricorn One if you ask me.

Here's my reasoning. The Wright Bros. invent the airplane doohickey and take flight in 1903. By the 40's and 50's we barely had commercial air travel. But all of a sudden in 1969 (during a cold war we were desperate to win) we land a man on the moon. I don't believe it.

In all, the claim is 12 people have walked on the moon. Why didn't the Russians get there. Because we didn't actually go. Somewhere, deep in the southwestern desert we staged it all. Bet.

Now more to back up my wisdom. After the whole moon thing goes away, NASA designs the Space Shuttle. A ship that piggybacks on a rocket to take off. Why in the world would you design a ship that can't actually land anywhere. Unless the moon or nearby planets have a ready-made rocket factory we don't know about.

Summer Heat

Still haven't had that oppressive North Jersey heatwave yet. But it's coming, like a really angry grim reaper in madras shorts. Scary.

Mets are hanging on - not be a thread, but the prolonged injury woes are taking a toll. Here is one suggestion; everybody needs to climb off David Wright. Still our best Met, and he's anchoring a line-up that features Francoeur, Castillo and a bunch of utility players. Lay off.

Yankees keep winning, unless they play the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim or the Boston Red Sox. So since they will undoubtedly have tpo play one or the other if they make the post-season, they need to figure out a game plan here. And to all kool-aid drinking Yankee Fans; Melky and Kennedy are not going to get Halladay. Think Joba, Hughes, Austin Jackson and somebody else to get the conversation started.

Vince is on TV right now, pitching the Slap Chop. America's newest icon.

Travel baseball is soon over, and I already feel sad. Three (maybe a couple more) games for the 10U and a few for the 8U. For the 10U; win-wise we aren't where I thought we would be. But over the last four games we've played baseball the right way. We'll finish out the season and regroup for next year. Maybe some new blood. SoulSlam's kid has been clutch. He's a ballplayer. For 8U - young and new to travel. Good group of boys. We'll see what next year holds when they move up a year.

Watched the Ted Williams documentary on HBO the other night. Didn't know too much about the man. Great viewing.

Done for now.

Another Reason to Hate M'Soft

Sorry, long time, no post. Was going to type something or other last night but my PC wasn't cooperating, and I had no patience to fix. My guess is it has something to do with one of the countless updates that Microsoft forces on me almost every day. I had to switch to using Google's Chrome as a browser since IE would crash about every five minutes - with no answer from the wizards of Washington State. Great job fellas.

So with that - get Google Chrome.

A.S.G.

Live from St. Louis, the annual All-Star Game!

Back when I was a kid this was an all out must see, since you saw your local teams and maybe a game on Saturday on NBC. Now we see everything and everybody, so the luster is worn thin...but the kids still love it.

My prediction:

National 8, American 5

Going out on a limb.

How Do You Like Them Apples

Mets News- two homers in one inning at Citi Field today. Which means the apple makes an appearance, or not.


First, Brian Schneider hits one out, which is the first Met homer in 9 or 10 days, so I guess you could call this a bit of a dry spell. And the apple makes an appearance. Then Mr. Tatis cranks one out (break up the Mets!), and...

the apple does not work. Tired from the earlier appearance, no doubt.

JV if you ask me.

Swapping Right Fielders

The Mets e-mailed me to tell me the BIG NEWS! They traded Ryan Church to the Braves for Jeff Francoeur (had to look that one up spelling-wise!)

So when I received the missive, all it says was 'Mets Acquire Outfielder Jeff Francoeur' - OK good deal. Then we see he was traded for Church, which is essentially a swap of guys who play terrific D. There offensive stats are almost the same. Here's a look:

Church - 67 games, 232 AB, .280 BA, 2 HR, 22 RBI, .707 OPS, 36 K
Francoeur - 82 games, 304 AB, .250 BA, 5 HR, 35 RBI, .634 OPS, 46 K

I guess Frenchy is younger by a few, so he's got that going for him. Great defensive player (but Church wasn't bad either). I guess you have to do something to shake up the troops. I'm sure Jerry is very happy.

The Sipper

Do you know who this is? In the immortal words of Desi Arnaz - "let me'splain'.

Long ago I wrote this, and I guess you can call this the companion piece, the follow-up, the sequel. I'm talking about that very annoying coffee-drinking personality, who will be known as The Sipper. These troglodytespark their enormous (usually)keesters in the way of the working man so they can get that cup of joe just so. Puh-lease.

YOU ARE IN MY WAY! GET OUT OF MY WAY! I HAVE A LIFE I HAVE TO GET TO! I CANNOT HANG OUT IN A CONVENIENCE STORE WAITING FOR YOU TO PERFECT YOUR BREW! LOSER!!!

If you are The Sipper in your neck of the woods, you need to stop. Pour yourself a tall black, put in anything and tough it out, cowboy. Aversion Therapy works.

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I see we have a comment. We welcome comments, since SoulSlam is equal opportunity with his venom. But be forewarned, if you invite abuse, it is rude not to accept.

Day Off

My J-O-B usually gives us an extra day off for the 4th holiday, which is very sweet. Woke up this morning and had to log-in to make sure I didn't just dream it.

10U travel team has 4 games this week. Hopefully we can put 6 innings together (in a row) and come up with a win, for the boys sake.

Mets spit the bit in the friendly (NOT) confines of Citizens Bank Park. I guess Omar is watching the team through rose-colored glasses, because they need somebody, but apparently nobody is coming.

New Blood

In my town's and program's efforts to strengthen baseball participation, we have started an 8U summer travel team - no league affiliation, just setting up scrimmages, which is harder than it sounds. Today we played game one of the journey.

We lost, but the effort was definitely there, and the boys had a great game. It was amazing watching a new group of (younger)boys compete and play some baseball. Their enthusiasm is great to watch.

I had to ump since we couldn't get a guy on short notice. Gave me a different perspective than I get from the dugout and baselines. Threw a K on my kid twice too. Gotta swing at the strikes.

And so you don't say I'm heartless - I tell the boys there is no shame in striking out and have never yelled at a boy for swinging the bat and missing.

Mets are on. Maybe we can get a hit or two.

Happy 233, America!

The 4th of July is here. Beach weather here in Jersey (North)! Hitting the lake today early, then poolside in the backyard oasis for the remainder. Got some fireworks to go to as well, but I'm not the type to go gaga over some sparklers in the sky.

I was thinking last night as I watched a movie for the 100th time (or so it seems), what movies do I always stop at if they are on, no matter how many times I've seen them. Here's an incomplete list:

Hoosiers

The Final Season

The Natural

Jaws and Jaws 2

30 Days of Night (I have no explanation for this one)

Terminator

JFK

Platoon

The Seven-Ups

The Taking of Pelham One Two Three (The Walter Matthau version)

Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid

Not everything, but a pretty good representation I guess.

In holiday weekend baseball news - Mets are in the City of Brotherly Love for a showdown with the hated Phils. Phils laid the lumber on 'em last night. Hopefully we get something going today.