Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto

Last night, Bobby and the crew left Colorado with a mission: Selling some robots. I imagine it went a little something . . . like this: Bob Geren: Huston! Huston!! Huston Street: Yah, coach? Bob Geren: Tell Billy that if he gets a centerfielder to be sure it speaks Stoner. Huston Street: It looks like… Continue reading Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto

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Wait . . . What?

I’m so frustrated over that game last night, I’m sitting here having to tell myself to calm down. I was already in an overemotional baseball place after coming across a documentary about Cubs fans during lunch yesterday, which somehow had me in near tears for an hour. And now this happens, with no baseball tonight… Continue reading Wait . . . What?

Soriano Saves the Day (And Possibly Smoltzy’s Life)

Last night’s game felt about eight hours long, especially during those last two outs in the eighth inning. Soriano may just be the great love of my 2007 baseball season. His composure is amazing, and he even gave Rent a little pat on the back in the dugout last night, surely to raise his spirits… Continue reading Soriano Saves the Day (And Possibly Smoltzy’s Life)

Bizarro World

Losing to the Nationals with Smoltz on the mound wasn’t even the strangest thing about last night, nor was being shut out by the infamous Nationals pitching staff. The strangest part about last night was Heap striking out and Frenchy following with a two-out walk. What is going on here. The worst thing about this… Continue reading Bizarro World

The Langerhans Primer

Since the Braves have a much needed off day after one exhausting day of regular season play, now seems like a good time to bring my new readers up to speed on my theory about Langerhans. Readers of my previous semi-Braves blog will remember this one. Ready? Okay: he’s a robot. How else to explain… Continue reading The Langerhans Primer

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