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06/04/2007 (10:01 am)

“Not Smoltzian”

Filed under: Cormier

I have to admit, though I like some of the players on the Cubs a lot, I was kind of excited yesterday, just to see how much worse it could get. I guess the baseball gods owed them a blowout win after their suffering on Friday and Saturday, but it made me realize that I always thought I liked the Cubs, but I actually like them for the same reason you like being around a friend whose life is consistently a wreck: they make me feel better about my team. They certainly accomplished that this weekend, despite our Sunday loss and my concerns about Cormier and our fifth starter slot.

O’Brien called Cormier’s effort “not Smoltzian,” referring to the fact that Smoltz had originally planned on starting yesterday. That’s an understatement. I didn’t have very high hopes for Cormier after his injury, but I didn’t have doubts of the “grand slam in the first inning” variety, either. I’m not sure what to think now, but if Jorge Sosa can win four games for the Mets, I suppose anything is possible?

I love when the AP photos capture the mood of the game and the players perfectly, and this one definitely did:

Cormier: (terrified), (thinking about running away)
Heap: (sad), (blaming himself for everything)
McDowell: (. . . sneezing?) (. . . sleepwalking?) (. . . scratching his butt?)

Okay, so maybe McDowell’s expression isn’t quite clear, but it still perfectly embodies his apparent reaction to everything: vague indifference. Maybe he’s actually experiencing great anxiety with every pitch, but he’s not exactly an emotive guy.

I’m going to the game today, and I’m pretty excited about our seats, good ones that I got for my birthday. We’re all moved in to our new place (our temporary place — you’ll hear the “we’re moving” excuse from me again in October), so I’ll be updating more regularly now. Sorry for the hiatus!

03/26/2007 (12:34 pm)

You’re Kidding Me . . .?

Cormier just came out of the game with some kind of injury. Something happened on his right side, or possibly to his right arm, haven’t heard what yet . . .

And I was just wondering what sort of omen Diaz getting his tooth chipped while watching batting practice was. A bad one, apparently.

Update: It’s “shoulder stiffness,” according to Pete. So who knows.

03/16/2007 (7:31 am)

“Players Will Smell Better”

Filed under: Cormier,Preseason,The Vulch

I was able to watch our game against the Yankees last night, again on their YES! network (is there an exclamation point after Yes? There should be). Cormier looked good, though Joe Girardi, who was calling the game with some obnoxious ass who had the nerve to compare Kelly Johnson to Chuck Knoblauch just because he looked “awkward” on a play he turned successfully, made a good point: the Yankees have never really seen Cormier, so he had that mysterious new pitcher advantage. Still, he looked confident and went after hitters. Idiotically, perhaps, I would love to think that his performance in spring training means something. Isn’t our losing-Hampton-again karma good enough to earn us Cormier becoming a decent fourth starter? Hmm.

The Vulch swooped in and gave up a homer, and we lost 3-2. Before him, Yates gave up a walk but had two strikeouts. Chipper had a home run, Heap and Langerhans had hits. Girardi mentioned that this is the time of year when the spring games really start to drag for both players and fans. At first they’re exciting (to nerds like myself, anyway) just because baseball has been gone for so long, and a week or so before the actual season they’ll get exciting again, because decisions about the opening day roster will be finalized. But these middle of the month games are getting pretty dull, I must admit.

The YES! network tried to spice things up with an ad for “Hilarious YES! Ultimate Road Trip Hijinks,” which I guess is like, A-Rod crying “Are we there yet?” from the back of the team bus, and Jeter threatening to pull over and really give him something to cry about?

You know you’re a Yankee when even your Japanese teammates whine on the field.

Here’s an article about the new ballcaps that reads like an ad, but is pretty funny for its promise of better smelling, less sweaty ballplayers. I’ll believe that about John Thomson when I see an oscillating fan mounted on top of his hat.