Tuesday, August 15, 2006

not so sure what THAT was supposed to accomplish...



...except maybe an exercise in how NOT to play a baseball game when you're trying to stay in the pennant race. =P

i think i will just make some direct notes to some specific people & leave it at that. not really fair to direct your fury at innocent parties...

1. dear Josh: ya know...just because you got a contract extension does *not* mean that you can just let your pitching go all to hell. get your GAME on boy! figure out what your freaking control issues are, hit your location & stop with the fast ball already! they know it's coming. yes, they do. you can't win a game doing nothing but attempting to blow heat by them because when they connect, they're killing you. i know that you see people like Matty, sitting around & getting paid anyway, but you have to take a ball in the head before you can do that without people taking it poorly...and then there are JJ & the EZs, who continue to get paid to lose games for us, but for crying out loud Josh! you're supposed to be the ace when Schill retires...and this is not stepping up, my friend.

2. dear Tito: listen, all of RSN was stunned to see Rudy pitch a great first relief inning. that being siad, NO ONE thought he should come back out & tempt fate with another. we all knew it was a fluke. how come you can't figure this out?? one good inning from an EZ is a gift. sit him down & bring in someone else. there was no chance he could pitch two innings without burying the team in a bigger run deficit. for crying out loud. i keep asking if Javy Lopez was ever a ML catcher before this, but i'm starting to wonder--did YOU ever manage a ML team before?? my request: please remove your lumpy head from the orifice in which it hides during a game & make a SMART decision when calling on your bullpen. PLEASE.

3. dear DeMarlo: MANNY CAN'T FREAKING RUN!! even *he* thought you were crazy.

4. dear Javy: this is a catcher's mitt. this is a baseball. we need you to catch the baseball in the mitt when the pitcher (that's the guy on the pile of dirt over there) throws it to you. are you *sure* you've done this before?

5. dear Doofy Seanez: WTF?! are you wearing pinstriped underwear or something? jeeeeez...

6. dear Papi: i say this with much love & adoration because you have saved us *so* many times. but Big Guy Whom We Love, your day off was Sunday, not Monday. please show up to hit tonight. *please*.

sincerely,
RSN-FL (face down in the desk where she landed after the final *thud*)

1 with their own thoughts:

Anonymous,  Tuesday, August 15, 2006 5:55:00 PM  

I didn't see that game, but I know it was bad. Now I'm glad I didn't. We need the capt'n back. Heal fast, Tek...

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