MLB 2008 - Official Thread
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I'm getting fuckin' antsy here. We're still- what?- 25 days away from opening day? I wish I could just fucking freeze myself and be thawed out in time for the first pitch.
Does anyone else attend a lot of games? I went to 18 last year, and the Yank's were 14-4 in those games.
That includes one game at Camden Yards (lost) and one in the playoffs (won).
UH, HE'S ACTUALLY A NATIVE AMERICAN, BUB. That's as far away from immigrant as you can get! Now, David Ortiz... there's a guy who I can see strapping explosives to himself.
Does anyone else attend a lot of games? I went to 18 last year, and the Yank's were 14-4 in those games.
That includes one game at Camden Yards (lost) and one in the playoffs (won).UH, HE'S ACTUALLY A NATIVE AMERICAN, BUB. That's as far away from immigrant as you can get! Now, David Ortiz... there's a guy who I can see strapping explosives to himself.
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I can usually get to one Sox game because my mom can get tickets for groups (she works with people with aphasia) and then I can sneak along. I also plan to go to a lot of Blue Jays games because it's like 9 bucks. Last time I went in September some guy just gave us tickets 
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I try to go to a few each year, but the Rangers are always so bad it gets to the point when they're not entering. They might be better this year, though... well, probably not.
Matt
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I go to about 5-6 games a year. I always see the Giants when they come, but I hate the Cardinals so I don't go to their games all that often
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That's how it was in Milwaukee a few years back. A buddy of mine is a DJ up there and he used to get tickets for free all the time. The highest priced ticket was lower box for like 18 bucks. I hope the White Sox are playing there this year. I'll be there for sure.I also plan to go to a lot of Blue Jays games because it's like 9 bucks. Last time I went in September some guy just gave us tickets
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I've read that it gets unbearably hot there, as well.
Looks like a nice park, though.
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It is nice, but yeah, summer day games in that park can get in the range of like 110 degrees, with the heat index higher than that. Also, it always feels more uncomfortable when you're down by 10 runs in the first inning. I always feel like the Rangers are the real life version of Major League. Maybe this year, we'll peel pieces of a suit off a naked cardboard cut out of Tom Hicks every time we lose... that would give us some motivation.
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I have no idea what they're thinking by starting Myers. He's far better as a reliever, and he's most definitely not an ace, like Hamels is. They don't have a chance this year in the division, though. New York had to absolutely collapse for them to make it last year, and they just added the best pitcher in baseball. Atlanta won't be bad 2 years in a row, either. I see them in 3rd place this year.
Nikki
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and I don't think the Phillies will be getting rid of Eaton anytime soon...
also, with Lidge out, they're using Gordon instead of Myers as the closer, that's just a disaster waiting to happen.
also, with Lidge out, they're using Gordon instead of Myers as the closer, that's just a disaster waiting to happen.
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Gordon has some talent and can hold it down until Lidge gets back.
Adam Eaton has a lot of potential if he can stay healthy. I wouldn't give up on him just yet, he can be a solid 3rd or 4th starter for you if he pitches like he can.
Adam Eaton has a lot of potential if he can stay healthy. I wouldn't give up on him just yet, he can be a solid 3rd or 4th starter for you if he pitches like he can.
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And so here we are. The beginning of this season has been real screwy, but now we're finally getting this thing started for real.
Sadly for me, the Yankees were rained out today. It was rescheduled for tomorrow night, but I have a show, so I'll have to miss it. Oh well, it's still great to finally have baseball back!
Let's hope for a great season.
Sadly for me, the Yankees were rained out today. It was rescheduled for tomorrow night, but I have a show, so I'll have to miss it. Oh well, it's still great to finally have baseball back!
Let's hope for a great season.
Matt
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(Jacked from somewhere else.)
In the big inning, God created Heaven on Earth. And it was without form, and void. God separated the dirt from the grass. He called the grass Outfield and the dirt He called Infield. God made the Infield a 90-foot square and the Outfield not less than 400 feet to center and 320 feet down the lines. He declared this Fair Territory. All other territory, God then declared, was Foul.
And God divided the players into two teams of nine players each, under direction of a manager, to play The Game on His field. God called some of these players Pitchers and some of them Hitters. He placed a Pitcher precisely 60 feet 6 inches from a Hitter. Then God commanded that it's one, two, three strikes you're out at the ol' Ballgame.
And God granted jurisdiction of The Game to lesser Gods, whom He called Umpires. God said the Umpires are infallible, blessed with Heavenly authority, whose judgment is not to be questioned under penalty of expulsion from The Game. And God looked at his creation and He was pleased. Then God created the Infield Fly Rule to confuse nonbelievers.
And God said, Let there be light beer, and there was. And, God said, let there be peanuts and hot dogs and overpriced souvenirs and let there be frosty chocolate malts with little wooden spoons that you can buy nowhere else except at this Heaven, which God called a Ballpark, and there was. God looked at His creation and it was good.
And the Lord God formed, from the dust, a collection of elite players in His own image. The Lord God then breathed the breath of life into His creation. God called this creation the National League.
And God said, It is not good for the National League to be alone. The Lord God shall make it a mate. And thus, while the National League slept, God took several of its top players and created the American League.
And God blessed The Game, saying, Be fruitful and multiply. Put teams in every city with deserving fans, God added, even if this occurs at the expense of starting-pitching depth.
From time to time, God understood, The Game would be corrupted by the Serpent. The Serpent was more cunning than any other beast and he would take many wicked forms: the Black Sox, segregation, the Designated Hitter, the Reserve Clause, dead balls, juiced balls, spit balls, corked bats, George Steinbrenner, AstroTurf, the 1981 strike, collusion, lockouts, Pete Rose, the 1994 strike, greenies, cocaine, HGH, Andro, steroids, $20 parking, corporate mallparks, Scott Boras, Donald Fehr, and Bud Selig.
But, God said, the goodness in The Game shall always prevail. As needed, the Lord shall bestow upon The Game a Savior. And the Savior, like the Serpent, can take many forms. The Savior shall remind Fans how blessed The Game truly is. The Savior shall be called by many names, including Cy, Matty, Honus, Big Train, the Babe, Wrigley Field, Fenway Park, Lou Gehrig, Branch Rickey, Jackie Robinson, Buck O'Neil, Hank Greenberg, Red Barber, Harry Carey, Vin Scully, Jack Buck, Satchel Paige, Bill Veeck, Roberto Clemente, Ernie Banks, Hammerin' Hank, Cool Papa, Dizzy, Lefty, Whitey, Stan the Man, Big Klu, the Say Hey Kid, Campy, Duke, the Mick, the Splendid Splinter, the Gas House Gang, the Big Red Machine, the damn Yankees, Pudge Fisk, Pudge Rodriguez, Yaz, Pops, the Wizard of Oz, Fernando, George Brett, Moonlight Graham, Roy Hobbs, Wild Thing Vaughn, Bingo Long, the Ryan Express, Donnie Baseball, Rickey, Eck, the Big Unit, the Cactus League, Cal Ripken, Tony Gwynn, Camden Yards, Rotisserie Drafts, Web Gems, Derek Jeter, Dontrelle Willis, Vlad Guerrero, and, from the Far East, Ichiro. And, God guaranteed, there are many more to come.
God looked upon His creation and He was very pleased. And God spoke, yelling, PLAY BALL!
In the big inning, God created Heaven on Earth. And it was without form, and void. God separated the dirt from the grass. He called the grass Outfield and the dirt He called Infield. God made the Infield a 90-foot square and the Outfield not less than 400 feet to center and 320 feet down the lines. He declared this Fair Territory. All other territory, God then declared, was Foul.
And God divided the players into two teams of nine players each, under direction of a manager, to play The Game on His field. God called some of these players Pitchers and some of them Hitters. He placed a Pitcher precisely 60 feet 6 inches from a Hitter. Then God commanded that it's one, two, three strikes you're out at the ol' Ballgame.
And God granted jurisdiction of The Game to lesser Gods, whom He called Umpires. God said the Umpires are infallible, blessed with Heavenly authority, whose judgment is not to be questioned under penalty of expulsion from The Game. And God looked at his creation and He was pleased. Then God created the Infield Fly Rule to confuse nonbelievers.
And God said, Let there be light beer, and there was. And, God said, let there be peanuts and hot dogs and overpriced souvenirs and let there be frosty chocolate malts with little wooden spoons that you can buy nowhere else except at this Heaven, which God called a Ballpark, and there was. God looked at His creation and it was good.
And the Lord God formed, from the dust, a collection of elite players in His own image. The Lord God then breathed the breath of life into His creation. God called this creation the National League.
And God said, It is not good for the National League to be alone. The Lord God shall make it a mate. And thus, while the National League slept, God took several of its top players and created the American League.
And God blessed The Game, saying, Be fruitful and multiply. Put teams in every city with deserving fans, God added, even if this occurs at the expense of starting-pitching depth.
From time to time, God understood, The Game would be corrupted by the Serpent. The Serpent was more cunning than any other beast and he would take many wicked forms: the Black Sox, segregation, the Designated Hitter, the Reserve Clause, dead balls, juiced balls, spit balls, corked bats, George Steinbrenner, AstroTurf, the 1981 strike, collusion, lockouts, Pete Rose, the 1994 strike, greenies, cocaine, HGH, Andro, steroids, $20 parking, corporate mallparks, Scott Boras, Donald Fehr, and Bud Selig.
But, God said, the goodness in The Game shall always prevail. As needed, the Lord shall bestow upon The Game a Savior. And the Savior, like the Serpent, can take many forms. The Savior shall remind Fans how blessed The Game truly is. The Savior shall be called by many names, including Cy, Matty, Honus, Big Train, the Babe, Wrigley Field, Fenway Park, Lou Gehrig, Branch Rickey, Jackie Robinson, Buck O'Neil, Hank Greenberg, Red Barber, Harry Carey, Vin Scully, Jack Buck, Satchel Paige, Bill Veeck, Roberto Clemente, Ernie Banks, Hammerin' Hank, Cool Papa, Dizzy, Lefty, Whitey, Stan the Man, Big Klu, the Say Hey Kid, Campy, Duke, the Mick, the Splendid Splinter, the Gas House Gang, the Big Red Machine, the damn Yankees, Pudge Fisk, Pudge Rodriguez, Yaz, Pops, the Wizard of Oz, Fernando, George Brett, Moonlight Graham, Roy Hobbs, Wild Thing Vaughn, Bingo Long, the Ryan Express, Donnie Baseball, Rickey, Eck, the Big Unit, the Cactus League, Cal Ripken, Tony Gwynn, Camden Yards, Rotisserie Drafts, Web Gems, Derek Jeter, Dontrelle Willis, Vlad Guerrero, and, from the Far East, Ichiro. And, God guaranteed, there are many more to come.
God looked upon His creation and He was very pleased. And God spoke, yelling, PLAY BALL!
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