Well, it’s getting to that point in the summer where the days are becoming insufferable with heat and the sports world in just as lazy with its sports stories as you may be on a Sunday afternoon. Case in point: Brett Favre.
I love baseball more than most, and the sport will always be my first love. But there’s no denying football is what we all crave and desire.
I saw my good man Chris Blair of Georgia Southern radio fame the other day and — without prompting — he asked the question almost everyone has on the tips of their tongues: “Is it football season yet?”
Unfortunately, no. We have at least one more month until games that mean anything take place. For now, we’ll just have to endure the dog days of summer with a little baseball and what ever else pops up in the headlines. It also gives me more time to figure out where I went wrong.
Record of futility: 16-23.
I thought Derby’s were for horses
This Home Run Derby thing has toed the line of absurd for quite some time.
What began as an almost obscure event at it’s outset has become almost bigger than the actual All-Star game itself.
I’ll give you fair warning now, results of the event won’t be published in our paper, nor will they in many others. The Derby has become so saturated with introductions, contests and interviews that balls will be flying late into the night.
On the AL side, sluggers such as Alex Rodriguez, Manny Ramirez, David Ortiz and Vladimir Guerrero are missing. Instead, young guns Josh Hamilton, Evan Longoria, Justin Morneau and Grady Sizemore will take their place.
For the NL, Lance Berkman, Ryan Braun, Dan Uggla and Chase Utley will take there hacks. Clearly, not a favorite amongst the bunch.
So with not much analysis or reasoning, I’ll role with Lance Berkman over Josh Hamilton in the final.
Hey now, you’re an All-Star
I visited Shea Stadium last summer in New York. The little brother of Gotham baseball. The forgotten son, if you will.
I can see why MLB and New York hasn’t muttered so much as a peep when it comes to recognizing the other stadium in its final year of existence in 2008. It was a fine ballpark, but nothing worth memorializing.
Thus, we turn our attention to Yankee Stadium across town. I’m not quite sure when first pitch is scheduled. but I’m sure you can add about 30 minutes to that. They’ll be enough tributes and hoopla to last an entire evening Tuesday night, and most of us will be in bed by the fifth inning.
It will be another memorable night for baseball, and I suspect another memorable night for the American League. They’ve dominated the All-Star game for the past decade, and I don’t see that changing this time.
Larry and B-Mac get hits, but the AL wins again: 8-3.
I love baseball more than most, and the sport will always be my first love. But there’s no denying football is what we all crave and desire.
I saw my good man Chris Blair of Georgia Southern radio fame the other day and — without prompting — he asked the question almost everyone has on the tips of their tongues: “Is it football season yet?”
Unfortunately, no. We have at least one more month until games that mean anything take place. For now, we’ll just have to endure the dog days of summer with a little baseball and what ever else pops up in the headlines. It also gives me more time to figure out where I went wrong.
Record of futility: 16-23.
I thought Derby’s were for horses
This Home Run Derby thing has toed the line of absurd for quite some time.
What began as an almost obscure event at it’s outset has become almost bigger than the actual All-Star game itself.
I’ll give you fair warning now, results of the event won’t be published in our paper, nor will they in many others. The Derby has become so saturated with introductions, contests and interviews that balls will be flying late into the night.
On the AL side, sluggers such as Alex Rodriguez, Manny Ramirez, David Ortiz and Vladimir Guerrero are missing. Instead, young guns Josh Hamilton, Evan Longoria, Justin Morneau and Grady Sizemore will take their place.
For the NL, Lance Berkman, Ryan Braun, Dan Uggla and Chase Utley will take there hacks. Clearly, not a favorite amongst the bunch.
So with not much analysis or reasoning, I’ll role with Lance Berkman over Josh Hamilton in the final.
Hey now, you’re an All-Star
I visited Shea Stadium last summer in New York. The little brother of Gotham baseball. The forgotten son, if you will.
I can see why MLB and New York hasn’t muttered so much as a peep when it comes to recognizing the other stadium in its final year of existence in 2008. It was a fine ballpark, but nothing worth memorializing.
Thus, we turn our attention to Yankee Stadium across town. I’m not quite sure when first pitch is scheduled. but I’m sure you can add about 30 minutes to that. They’ll be enough tributes and hoopla to last an entire evening Tuesday night, and most of us will be in bed by the fifth inning.
It will be another memorable night for baseball, and I suspect another memorable night for the American League. They’ve dominated the All-Star game for the past decade, and I don’t see that changing this time.
Larry and B-Mac get hits, but the AL wins again: 8-3.
