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Quote from: Internet Apex on August 18, 2010, 10:14:16 PM

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Quote from: SKO on August 18, 2010, 06:37:12 PM
DPD. The first Cub game I attended at Wrigley actually wasn't until I went to a Cubs-Sox game my senior year of high school. Dad got us tickets on one of those all inclusive bus trips that us country rubes like to take to the game. That was my graduation gift. That week Derrek hadn't taken a single at-bat due to that bulging disc that bugged him for years. I was disappointed my favorite player wasn't playing but I was still excited for the game. Marquis started and pitched like shit but hit a home run. As did Joe Crede, Paul Konerko and Michael Barrett if I remember correctly. The Cubs were down 6-5 when Theriot slapped at triple down the line. Soriano tied the game (FYC), Ramirez knocked him in to give him the lead and the rookie pitcher for the Sox loaded up the bases down 7-6. Then the crowd went wild. I jostled around to see past the guy in front of me and saw Derrek taking his warm up hacks and I slapped my Dad on the shoulder to tell him. People calmed down enough that we were able to see. The first pitch was a meatball that Derrek badly missed and the methheads around me started chuckling. Three straight balls followed that and the next pitch lead to 100%, grade-a bonertime when Derecles launched it into the basket for a grand slam to make it 11-6 Cubs. I realize latching onto a player just because he did something while you were one of the 40,000 BHs in the stands is a pretty meathead notion, but fuck all of you. From here on out, Derrek Lee is enshrined in my Sports Valhalla, right next to his fat-chick railin' predecessor (minus a few Matt Stairss and Fred McGriffs).

You know who gave up that grand slam doncha? Yeah, I think you do.

I just had a sharp wincing pain emanate from my taint.

Is there something significant about Boone Logan that I don't know about?

Who gave up the granny to Pierzynski the next day? I can't fucking remember that either. Lilly?

Quote from: PANK! on August 18, 2010, 10:19:36 PM

Quote from: Internet Apex on August 18, 2010, 10:14:16 PM

Quote from: PANK! on August 18, 2010, 10:11:01 PM

Quote from: ChuckD on August 18, 2010, 09:00:09 PM

Quote from: Slaky on August 18, 2010, 07:22:26 PM

Quote from: SKO on August 18, 2010, 06:37:12 PM
DPD. The first Cub game I attended at Wrigley actually wasn't until I went to a Cubs-Sox game my senior year of high school. Dad got us tickets on one of those all inclusive bus trips that us country rubes like to take to the game. That was my graduation gift. That week Derrek hadn't taken a single at-bat due to that bulging disc that bugged him for years. I was disappointed my favorite player wasn't playing but I was still excited for the game. Marquis started and pitched like shit but hit a home run. As did Joe Crede, Paul Konerko and Michael Barrett if I remember correctly. The Cubs were down 6-5 when Theriot slapped at triple down the line. Soriano tied the game (FYC), Ramirez knocked him in to give him the lead and the rookie pitcher for the Sox loaded up the bases down 7-6. Then the crowd went wild. I jostled around to see past the guy in front of me and saw Derrek taking his warm up hacks and I slapped my Dad on the shoulder to tell him. People calmed down enough that we were able to see. The first pitch was a meatball that Derrek badly missed and the methheads around me started chuckling. Three straight balls followed that and the next pitch lead to 100%, grade-a bonertime when Derecles launched it into the basket for a grand slam to make it 11-6 Cubs. I realize latching onto a player just because he did something while you were one of the 40,000 BHs in the stands is a pretty meathead notion, but fuck all of you. From here on out, Derrek Lee is enshrined in my Sports Valhalla, right next to his fat-chick railin' predecessor (minus a few Matt Stairss and Fred McGriffs).

You know who gave up that grand slam doncha? Yeah, I think you do.

I just had a sharp wincing pain emanate from my taint.

Is there something significant about Boone Logan that I don't know about?

Who gave up the granny to Pierzynski the next day? I can't fucking remember that either. Lilly?

I don't know but there sure seem to be a lot of grannies in this series.  Just off the top of my head, Caros has 2, Miguel Olivo had 1,   Ricky Gutierrez....the two mentioned here...possibly more...who the fuck knows?

Quote from: Internet Apex on August 18, 2010, 11:35:41 PM

Quote from: PANK! on August 18, 2010, 10:19:36 PM

Quote from: Internet Apex on August 18, 2010, 10:14:16 PM

Quote from: PANK! on August 18, 2010, 10:11:01 PM

Quote from: ChuckD on August 18, 2010, 09:00:09 PM

Quote from: Slaky on August 18, 2010, 07:22:26 PM

Quote from: SKO on August 18, 2010, 06:37:12 PM
DPD. The first Cub game I attended at Wrigley actually wasn't until I went to a Cubs-Sox game my senior year of high school. Dad got us tickets on one of those all inclusive bus trips that us country rubes like to take to the game. That was my graduation gift. That week Derrek hadn't taken a single at-bat due to that bulging disc that bugged him for years. I was disappointed my favorite player wasn't playing but I was still excited for the game. Marquis started and pitched like shit but hit a home run. As did Joe Crede, Paul Konerko and Michael Barrett if I remember correctly. The Cubs were down 6-5 when Theriot slapped at triple down the line. Soriano tied the game (FYC), Ramirez knocked him in to give him the lead and the rookie pitcher for the Sox loaded up the bases down 7-6. Then the crowd went wild. I jostled around to see past the guy in front of me and saw Derrek taking his warm up hacks and I slapped my Dad on the shoulder to tell him. People calmed down enough that we were able to see. The first pitch was a meatball that Derrek badly missed and the methheads around me started chuckling. Three straight balls followed that and the next pitch lead to 100%, grade-a bonertime when Derecles launched it into the basket for a grand slam to make it 11-6 Cubs. I realize latching onto a player just because he did something while you were one of the 40,000 BHs in the stands is a pretty meathead notion, but fuck all of you. From here on out, Derrek Lee is enshrined in my Sports Valhalla, right next to his fat-chick railin' predecessor (minus a few Matt Stairss and Fred McGriffs).

You know who gave up that grand slam doncha? Yeah, I think you do.

I just had a sharp wincing pain emanate from my taint.

Is there something significant about Boone Logan that I don't know about?

Who gave up the granny to Pierzynski the next day? I can't fucking remember that either. Lilly?

I don't know but there sure seem to be a lot of grannies in this series.  Just off the top of my head, Caros has 2, Miguel Olivo had 1,   Ricky Gutierrez....the two mentioned here...possibly more...who the fuck knows?

I had one. She was aight.

QuoteMicah Hoffpauir will join the team Thursday from Triple-A Iowa. Expect more young players, even before the Sept. 1 callup date.

Quote from: Night Man on August 19, 2010, 01:44:50 AM
Thirty years old is young to Carrie Muskat:

QuoteMicah Hoffpauir will join the team Thursday from Triple-A Iowa. Expect more young players, even before the Sept. 1 callup date.

Quote from: Night Man on August 19, 2010, 01:44:50 AM
Thirty years old is young to Carrie Muskat:

QuoteMicah Hoffpauir will join the team Thursday from Triple-A Iowa. Expect more young players, even before the Sept. 1 callup date.

Quote from: SKO on August 18, 2010, 06:37:12 PM
DPD. The first Cub game I attended at Wrigley actually wasn't until I went to a Cubs-Sox game my senior year of high school. Dad got us tickets on one of those all inclusive bus trips that us country rubes like to take to the game. That was my graduation gift. That week Derrek hadn't taken a single at-bat due to that bulging disc that bugged him for years. I was disappointed my favorite player wasn't playing but I was still excited for the game. Marquis started and pitched like shit but hit a home run. As did Joe Crede, Paul Konerko and Michael Barrett if I remember correctly. The Cubs were down 6-5 when Theriot slapped at triple down the line. Soriano tied the game (FYC), Ramirez knocked him in to give him the lead and the rookie pitcher for the Sox loaded up the bases down 7-6. Then the crowd went wild. I jostled around to see past the guy in front of me and saw Derrek taking his warm up hacks and I slapped my Dad on the shoulder to tell him. People calmed down enough that we were able to see. The first pitch was a meatball that Derrek badly missed and the methheads around me started chuckling. Three straight balls followed that and the next pitch lead to 100%, grade-a bonertime when Derecles launched it into the basket for a grand slam to make it 11-6 Cubs. I realize latching onto a player just because he did something while you were one of the 40,000 BHs in the stands is a pretty meathead notion, but fuck all of you. From here on out, Derrek Lee is enshrined in my Sports Valhalla, right next to his fat-chick railin' predecessor (minus a few Matt Stairss and Fred McGriffs).

Quote from: Yeti on August 19, 2010, 08:19:25 AM
Chances are really good that "my National League team" for the playoffs will be an NL East team.

Quote from: J. Walter Weatherman on August 19, 2010, 08:34:38 AM

Quote from: Yeti on August 19, 2010, 08:19:25 AM
Chances are really good that "my National League team" for the playoffs will be an NL East team.

Dude, I hate to break it to you like this, but your Mets are currently 11 back in the East and 8.5 back in the Wild Card race.

Quote from: Yeti on August 19, 2010, 08:38:27 AM

Quote from: J. Walter Weatherman on August 19, 2010, 08:34:38 AM

Quote from: Yeti on August 19, 2010, 08:19:25 AM
Chances are really good that "my National League team" for the playoffs will be an NL East team.

Dude, I hate to break it to you like this, but your Mets are currently 11 back in the East and 8.5 back in the Wild Card race.

FML

Quote from: PANK! on August 18, 2010, 10:11:01 PM

Quote from: ChuckD on August 18, 2010, 09:00:09 PM

Quote from: Slaky on August 18, 2010, 07:22:26 PM

Quote from: SKO on August 18, 2010, 06:37:12 PM
DPD. The first Cub game I attended at Wrigley actually wasn't until I went to a Cubs-Sox game my senior year of high school. Dad got us tickets on one of those all inclusive bus trips that us country rubes like to take to the game. That was my graduation gift. That week Derrek hadn't taken a single at-bat due to that bulging disc that bugged him for years. I was disappointed my favorite player wasn't playing but I was still excited for the game. Marquis started and pitched like shit but hit a home run. As did Joe Crede, Paul Konerko and Michael Barrett if I remember correctly. The Cubs were down 6-5 when Theriot slapped at triple down the line. Soriano tied the game (FYC), Ramirez knocked him in to give him the lead and the rookie pitcher for the Sox loaded up the bases down 7-6. Then the crowd went wild. I jostled around to see past the guy in front of me and saw Derrek taking his warm up hacks and I slapped my Dad on the shoulder to tell him. People calmed down enough that we were able to see. The first pitch was a meatball that Derrek badly missed and the methheads around me started chuckling. Three straight balls followed that and the next pitch lead to 100%, grade-a bonertime when Derecles launched it into the basket for a grand slam to make it 11-6 Cubs. I realize latching onto a player just because he did something while you were one of the 40,000 BHs in the stands is a pretty meathead notion, but fuck all of you. From here on out, Derrek Lee is enshrined in my Sports Valhalla, right next to his fat-chick railin' predecessor (minus a few Matt Stairss and Fred McGriffs).

You know who gave up that grand slam doncha? Yeah, I think you do.

I just had a sharp wincing pain emanate from my taint.

Is there something significant about Boone Logan that I don't know about?

Quote from: Slaky on August 19, 2010, 08:57:44 AM

Quote from: PANK! on August 18, 2010, 10:11:01 PM

Quote from: ChuckD on August 18, 2010, 09:00:09 PM

Quote from: Slaky on August 18, 2010, 07:22:26 PM

Quote from: SKO on August 18, 2010, 06:37:12 PM
DPD. The first Cub game I attended at Wrigley actually wasn't until I went to a Cubs-Sox game my senior year of high school. Dad got us tickets on one of those all inclusive bus trips that us country rubes like to take to the game. That was my graduation gift. That week Derrek hadn't taken a single at-bat due to that bulging disc that bugged him for years. I was disappointed my favorite player wasn't playing but I was still excited for the game. Marquis started and pitched like shit but hit a home run. As did Joe Crede, Paul Konerko and Michael Barrett if I remember correctly. The Cubs were down 6-5 when Theriot slapped at triple down the line. Soriano tied the game (FYC), Ramirez knocked him in to give him the lead and the rookie pitcher for the Sox loaded up the bases down 7-6. Then the crowd went wild. I jostled around to see past the guy in front of me and saw Derrek taking his warm up hacks and I slapped my Dad on the shoulder to tell him. People calmed down enough that we were able to see. The first pitch was a meatball that Derrek badly missed and the methheads around me started chuckling. Three straight balls followed that and the next pitch lead to 100%, grade-a bonertime when Derecles launched it into the basket for a grand slam to make it 11-6 Cubs. I realize latching onto a player just because he did something while you were one of the 40,000 BHs in the stands is a pretty meathead notion, but fuck all of you. From here on out, Derrek Lee is enshrined in my Sports Valhalla, right next to his fat-chick railin' predecessor (minus a few Matt Stairss and Fred McGriffs).

You know who gave up that grand slam doncha? Yeah, I think you do.

I just had a sharp wincing pain emanate from my taint.

Is there something significant about Boone Logan that I don't know about?

I've been faced. However, my guy suffered the loss in that game as he was responsible for all of the runners on base at the time.

I hung my Aardsma Cubs jersey from my Wrigleyville balcony that day.

Quote from: J. Walter Weatherman on August 19, 2010, 09:52:05 AM

Quote from: Slaky on August 19, 2010, 08:57:44 AM

Quote from: PANK! on August 18, 2010, 10:11:01 PM

Quote from: ChuckD on August 18, 2010, 09:00:09 PM

Quote from: Slaky on August 18, 2010, 07:22:26 PM

Quote from: SKO on August 18, 2010, 06:37:12 PM
DPD. The first Cub game I attended at Wrigley actually wasn't until I went to a Cubs-Sox game my senior year of high school. Dad got us tickets on one of those all inclusive bus trips that us country rubes like to take to the game. That was my graduation gift. That week Derrek hadn't taken a single at-bat due to that bulging disc that bugged him for years. I was disappointed my favorite player wasn't playing but I was still excited for the game. Marquis started and pitched like shit but hit a home run. As did Joe Crede, Paul Konerko and Michael Barrett if I remember correctly. The Cubs were down 6-5 when Theriot slapped at triple down the line. Soriano tied the game (FYC), Ramirez knocked him in to give him the lead and the rookie pitcher for the Sox loaded up the bases down 7-6. Then the crowd went wild. I jostled around to see past the guy in front of me and saw Derrek taking his warm up hacks and I slapped my Dad on the shoulder to tell him. People calmed down enough that we were able to see. The first pitch was a meatball that Derrek badly missed and the methheads around me started chuckling. Three straight balls followed that and the next pitch lead to 100%, grade-a bonertime when Derecles launched it into the basket for a grand slam to make it 11-6 Cubs. I realize latching onto a player just because he did something while you were one of the 40,000 BHs in the stands is a pretty meathead notion, but fuck all of you. From here on out, Derrek Lee is enshrined in my Sports Valhalla, right next to his fat-chick railin' predecessor (minus a few Matt Stairss and Fred McGriffs).

You know who gave up that grand slam doncha? Yeah, I think you do.

I just had a sharp wincing pain emanate from my taint.

Is there something significant about Boone Logan that I don't know about?

I've been faced. However, my guy suffered the loss in that game as he was responsible for all of the runners on base at the time.

I hung my Aardsma Cubs jersey from my Wrigleyville balcony that day.

3.12 ERA and 1.172 WHIP with 123 K, 54 BB and 62 saves on 71 opportunities in 112.2 IP over the past two seasons.

Quote from: Eli on August 19, 2010, 08:02:05 AM

Quote from: Night Man on August 19, 2010, 01:44:50 AM
Thirty years old is young to Carrie Muskat:

QuoteMicah Hoffpauir will join the team Thursday from Triple-A Iowa. Expect more young players, even before the Sept. 1 callup date.

Roger Craig told me that most players don't peak until they're 34, 35 years old.