Edgy MD

Detroit is delaying their surge.

There's definitely a crisis of confidence we're witnessing. Trust me, I also have trouble scoring at home, so I know whereof I speak.

Edgy DC wrote: And that's particularly sad, wasting all your jizz looking to the future, and not caring as much about the bird in hand. What a clumsy pile of mixed metaphor that was. Anyhow, add John Carter of Mars to the roster of failed serials. I'm watching DVDs of an early franchise smash in William Powell and Myrna Loy's The Thin Man. It becomes boringly formulaic early on, but Powell's just great. The only problem is that he spends so much time in each film not wanting to be dragged out of his cocktail-soaked retirement, that right under his nose a missing person case escalates to murder, or a murder escalates to a triple murder, while he and his wife trade insouciant quips. Some detective he is. Part of the job is getting the perp before the bodies pile up, Nick.

What sucks about romantic comedies is not that they're romantic comedies. It's that they seem to have such limited off-the-rack ideas about what kinds of personalities people have. "Tom's a money-grubbing womanizing douche. 'Cilla cares about people. Tom only cares about... TOM! Can these two find love?"

The Second Spitter wrote: ....always figured it was because Kim Novak was more revered than EMS. Is she? Maybe in the Hitchock pantheon, but in the broader Hollywood pantheon, I'm not so sure. EMS not only anchors this top-shelf Hitchcock classic but also the signature Elia Kazan film. I've heard her name pronounced all American-like as "EvUH-Marie Saynt" but also in a breathlessly French accented "Eve-Marie SAHNT," as it was in Lloyd Cole's "Rattlesnakes," and you can't get more reverent with a Hollywood actress than to pronounce her name all Frenchly. And in NxNW, even as she is torn from her pedestal, as Hitchcock's golden women almost invariably are, she at least retains her dignity. Novak is made lower than mud. And I think it's them uncomfortable issues out in the open that gets it bumped to the top of the critical pile. NxNW made be gooder, but Vertigo greater, as Vic Sage seems to assert.

Yeah, I thought it more or less OK, too. And I ain't charitable with Disneyfare. It makes me sad when I see a film produced as the pilot to a serial, and then realize that, as passable as it was, the failure at the box office promises that the serial is never going to happen. (Though I've little doubt that subsequent installments would deliver less.)

Just able to tune in now. G'Mets.

Yeah. for those about to design, I salute you.

The thing is that he's the same guy as he was in Friday Night Lights, and pretty much the same guy he was in Battleship. This wasn't as bad as all that. It had a fun computerized toad-dog-thing.

Grizzled and grouchy Confederate Civil War veteran doesn't really know why he ended up on Mars, but there he is, and he's not really interested in fighting their wars for them. But he's got this awesome earth skill set and, just like Earth, everybody wants him on their side. How about that. Pixar veteran Andrew Stanton directs the Disney adaptation of the Edgar Rice Burroughs story.

Didn't need a homer there, Bax. Nice cut, though. Ronny, get us a baserunner.

Welcome back, Mejia.

It's a lo-def performance. Oh-for-10 with RiSP.

I didn't make you do anything. At all. Nor did I actually dispute your point, but rather took your point to add on a comment of my own. I apologize that I wrote it so it could read otherwise but I really didn't mean to. I tried to subsequently clarify this.

Another terribly awkward conversation.

Yes, he was. Obviously, they all deserve credit.

I'm sure Zeile spoke honestly last year for how he and his teammates felt at the time. My point only is that his ready availability last year as unofficial spokesman for the 2001 team on the issue caused some members of the 2011 press corps to perhaps mis-interpret his statements of intransigence to suggest that he took was the player whose initiative led the team to take the field in the hats the rest of the season despite the lack of permission. Hats Will Be Off Saturday At Shea NOTEBOOK BY T.J. QUINN DAILY NEWS SPORTS WRITER Thursday, September 20, 2001 PITTSBURGH - What was supposed to be a brief gesture is turning into a movement. Monday night, the Mets took baseball caps bearing police, fire and EMS logos onto the field during the pre-game ceremony. Tuesday night, after getting permission from Major League Baseball, the Mets wore the caps during the game. Yesterday they were supposed to return to their regular "NY" lids, but no one on the team wanted to. Rey Ordo�ez grabbed a "FDNY" cap, put it on his head and said to his teammates, "I'm going to wear it." The rest of the team followed suit, and although it was awkward for Mets brass, no one protested. The Mets will wear the caps for the last time tomorrow at Shea, and will add caps from the Port Authority Police and court reporters. Both groups asked that the Mets help honor their fallen as well and sent caps to Shea. "I just wanted to do something for New York," the Cuban-born Ordo�ez said. "I've lived here 10 years. I'm not an American, but I'm a New Yorker."

Them Prado games kill me. They had the stones to go into the series with one shortstop. He gets hurt, and Prado ends up finishing that game and starting the next one (is Gwinnett too far away to send for help?), and we still ended up losing both with bullpen hijinx. These games were handed to us.

Isn't that tired cliche of an insult generally reserved for a medium in which somebody's face appears? I would love to do some radio. You seem disappointed with my answer to the Aurora comment, and I don't know why. Were you looking for a response that was more serious or less serious? I did my best with it.

I have six people responsible for my psychological health and you're not one of them. Were you looking for a response that was more serious or less serious with the Aurora comment?

You stare at this for eight minutes, only to find out you're looking at Bobby Bonilla? What kind of reward is that? Ah, yes. KWM GOLCH. Wonder whatever happened to him.

Chipper Jones' farewell tour hits Manhattan, Mets By Paul White, USA TODAY There's a good chance New York Mets fans will see long-time nemesis Chipper Jones walking the streets of Manhattan this weekend. It wasn't always that way. "For the first 10 years I was in the league, I never left the hotel room in New York," says Jones, long vilified at Shea Stadium and now � to a lesser extent � at Citi Field mostly because he's a career .314 hitter with 49 homers against the Mets. "I went straight from the room to the bus to the park," Jones said this week on the eve of his final visit before his retirement. The Mets, like most other opponents, have something special planned. Unlike other teams, they've been reluctant to reveal specifics � or even which day during the weekend series their sendoff will occur. There's still the fear animosity could take over. "I thoroughly expect to feel less appreciation than in any other city," Jones says. "Trust me, if I was a New York Mets fan, I don't know how I would feel. There would be part of me that would appreciate the career but, man, that's a lot of heartache." Jones admits times have changed. Maybe because he's only hit .208 at Citi Field since it opened in 2009. Maybe it's because the Braves and Mets haven't battled for a division title in a long time. "Now, I walk down the street and those who recognize me are great," Jones says." I get messages on Twitter from Mets fans all over saying, 'Admire what you've done. You've been great player for a long time. You killed our Mets and I hate you for it. But I respect the player and person you've become.' " OK, that's 17 characters too many, but you get the point. Jones admits New York scared him before the fans even knew who he was. "Intimidated as hell," is how he describes his first visit to New York City in 1995. "I'm from a one caution-light town," he says of growing up in Pierson, Fla. "Now you're going to throw me in the middle of Manhattan? Goodness, I was scared to death for the first five years I went there." It didn't show on the field. "There's something about playing on that stage that appeals to me," Jones says of being a top banana in the Big Apple. "I always held New York to a higher standard than other places, so I was usually jacked up to play when I got there." He hit his first major league homer there � "One of the biggest moments of my life," he says. But ask him his top New York memory and he immediately responds with a Braves loss. "The first game after 9/11, (Mike) Piazza hitting the (game-winning) home run," Jones says. He played left field that night and scooped up shell casings from the pre-game 21-gun salute. He still carries them and even was nearly arrested when he forgot one was in luggage he took on a flight. "I had to tell them, 'Look, I'm Chipper Jones. This is where it came from. I forgot to take it out.' " Now that his torment of the Mets is nearly over, Jones is removing one more sore spot � naming one of his sons Shea. "A lot of people think I was doing it to get under the skin of the fans," he says. "That was not the case at all. Now, to have Shea be so significant in my career, it was fitting. But I loved the name. I played against guys in the big leagues named Shea and thought it's a unique, cool name. "My dad named me Larry, for goodness sake," he says. "I mean, give me something I can work with." Larry Jones Sr. certainly gave Mets fans something to work with. There's little doubt their sendoff will include a healthy dose of their traditional "Lar-ry, Lar-ry" chant.

Detroit is gonna surge. A lot of manly men there.

Fman bait...