Rick Morrissey is acting like a tough guy and ripping Corey Patterson. He didn’t have the sac to do this three months ago. I actually sympathize with Corey here. If the Cubs have no idea of how he should change his game to get better, going to play in the winter league isn’t going to help. It’s not that he needs to play more baseball, he needs to get a clue. If Morrissey can spout crap like:
He said he wants to get with people he trusts before making a decision. That seems to imply he doesn’t trust manager Dusty Baker and Hendry, the general manager. And why would he? The organization stood by him for only five years while he resisted its help.
Then Corey ought to be able to point out to Rick that he agreed to go to Iowa to relearn how to hit, and the Cubs brought him back before he learned a damn thing because they needed him to play center for a team that was already so far out of playoff contention that they’d need a compass and a map to find it.
If I’m Corey, I tell the Cubs to cram it and hope they release me or trade me to an organization with a clue.
Funny how you have to read SI.com to see that ESPN has fired Trev Alberts. Trev apparently threw a hissy fit about being relegated to the kids’ table on ESPN’s overblown college football coverage and didn’t show up for work on Sunday. It’s too bad, because unlike the cartoonish Mel Brooks-look-a-like Lee Corso, Trev actually had opinions and didn’t rely on spouting cliches and wearing mascot heads.
From career suicide to just plain suicide, you also have to go to SI.com to find out that former ESPN sideline reporter (and Northwestern grad) Adrian Karsten killed himself after being sentenced to prison on tax evasion charges. But what I found more surprising was that Karsten made $363,000 over a three year span doing college football sideline reporting. It only makes me want to beat Jack Arute senseless with a cheerleader’s megaphone all the more.
Stewy says that FSU-Miami was almost unwatchable on Monday night. He’s right, but mostly because Brent Musberger and Gary Danielson were doing the broadcast. When you yearn for Bob Davie and Ron Franklin, you know things have gotten bad. Brent used to be obnoxious, but good, now he’s just obnoxious and surprisingly senile. He makes Keith Jackson seem positively lucid now.
The Pirates finally removed the feeding tube on Lloyd McClendon’s managerial career and now Jim Leyland wants the job? What is he–a sadist?
Jayson Stark with those always popular, funny baseball injuries. No where does he mention Henry Cotto breaking his eardrum with a q-tip in the dugout, Ricky Gutierrez pulling a hamstring, falling down and separating his shoulder (my all-time favorite), Shawon Dunston missing a season after slipping a disc getting a car seat out of the trunk of his car, or Mark Grace missing a game after straining his groin on 245 pounds of slumpbusting glory.
America’s finest news source reports that this year’s Little League World Series was marred by the cutest little allegations of steroid use.
