Here’s a good way to stay cool…
[Photo Credit: Soda Head]
When I was a kid my old man briefly worked for SNL as a unit production manager. He went to spring training one year (must have been ’78 or ’79) to shoot a segment that became famous as the “baseball been berry, berry good to me” routine. I didn’t know about that at the time, only that he was going to spring training. Too bad he was going to see the Mets not the Yankees.
My disappointment continued when he returned home and I peppered him with questions about the players. The Old Man didn’t much care for jocks, with few exceptions, so they didn’t make any impression. Except for one.
“Who was your favorite, Dad?”
He didn’t hesitate. “Bobby Valentine.”
Bobby Val–wait, who? This scrub?
Many years later, when Valentine became a manager, I grew to appreciate him as one of the game’s great characters. He’s full of himself, sure, but in a way that is endlessly amusing to me. I understood what my old man must have seen him him–the charisma, the intelligence, the arrogance. Anyhow, as much as I like watching Bobby V on ESPN, I can’t wait for him to get back in the game and stir it up.
Florida, you say? Sounds good to me.
Just a tremendous match–the longest of all-time–going down at Wimbledon. It was called yesterday because of darkness tied at two. Today, they played the fifth set, and it was called again, 59-59 in the tie-breaker. Hol-ee Cow.
A Giant American vs a French Elf.
I don’t feel tardy…
Back in 2001, I wondered whether or not Andy Pettitte lost Jesus somewhere between New York and Arizona. He lost his ability to execute pitches–in fact, he was tipping pitches, which led to a Game 6 beat-down by the D-Backs. Painful memory.
None of those old Diamonbacks are around anymore, at least not in Arizona, but the current version showed last night that they too can crush the ball. Time for a vintage performance from Pettitte.
Let’s Go Yan-Kees!
[Picture by Bags]
It’s been almost nine years since he blew Game 7 of the Whirled Serious out in Arizona…It’s astonishing to consider how great Rivera has been since that loss.
He’s 40 now, and yeah, Mariano’s still pretty damn good.
Here’s a childhood favorite…
My brother loved this one…
Another week of comic book dudes…first up, George Perez.