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LeiterWagnerFasterStrongr wrote: 2B/3B Will Rhymes* (86 PA, .246/.326/.273)� Sounds like he's a Black-Eyed Pea. Is apparently not a Black-Eyed Pea. Does occasionally black out on-field. Oooh, I see this guy after a few shaveless days and I'm certain I'm looking at a Counting Crow or a Blues Traveller. I see that shot and I'm certain his most productive part of the season is August and everything after. Seriously, I don't know how I'm going to follow this.

Nymr83 wrote: Edgy DC wrote: I don't know about "you people." This is Ashie's refrain. If he qualified, Quint would be leading all National League shortstops in OPS. Defensively, the game I was at in Washington, it felt like he was the only real player in the field. Certainly the infield. Are you insulting Niewenhuis or was he not in the field that day? Niewie made a good enough catch at one point, but in general, there was just this seeming contagious lack of cahnfidence as the game progressed, and everybody was letting the ball play them.

Benjamin Grimm wrote: I still haven't found any news report confirming this. It ain't The Times, but...

Murray Chass, not above grabbing cheap photoshop jobs off the internet.

I don't know about "you people." This is Ashie's refrain. If he qualified, Quint would be leading all National League shortstops in OPS. Defensively, the game I was at in Washington, it felt like he was the only real player in the field. Certainly the infield.

There are a handful of guys like that --- went from expansion team to expansion team and lived with the realities that represented. Of course, it worked out pretty well for Nolan Ryan.

Kingsport represents neither "kings" nor a "port." Discuss. The Kingsport managerial chair had been reported to belong to 2011 Mets coach-with-a-funny-name John Debus. But now it's being announced that the job will go to the mysterious "Jose Leger" --- which sounds like a made-up name if I ever heard one. Jose, 30, is the author of two unremarkable minor league seasons and two years managing Mets DSL clubs.

According to the Crane Pool Forum, Hawk was: [list:39d3glgv][*:39d3glgv]An imaginary shopkeeper of the The Mets Mall. viewtopic.php?f=1&t=17810&p=460697 [/*:m:39d3glgv] [*:39d3glgv]The 69th player in Mets history http://archives.cranepoolforum.net/6000/f1_t6036.shtml [/*:m:39d3glgv] [*:39d3glgv]An imaginary representative for the theme of The First Series at Shea in Greg's imaginary countdown of Shea's final days. http://archives.cranepoolforum.net/9500/f1_t9599.shtml [/*:m:39d3glgv] [*:39d3glgv]The 96th best Met of the 1960s according to our rankings. http://archives.cranepoolforum.net/12900/f1_t12960.shtml [/*:m:39d3glgv] [*:39d3glgv]An honmorary member of the Opening Day Out of Position Team. http://archives.cranepoolforum.net/8500/f1_t8556.shtml [/*:m:39d3glgv] [*:39d3glgv]In the club (they rarely meet) of Met Opening Day Catchers for One Year Only. http://archives.cranepoolforum.net/7600/f1_t7690.shtml [/*:m:39d3glgv] [*:39d3glgv]On the All-Animal Team http://archives.cranepoolforum.net/8200/f1_t8230.shtml [/*:m:39d3glgv] [*:39d3glgv]A guy who shared a jersey with Kevin Collins. http://archives.cranepoolforum.net/4500/f1_t4561.shtml [/*:m:39d3glgv] [*:39d3glgv]A guy who supposedly got $100,000 to sign. http://archives.cranepoolforum.net/2600/f1_t2618.shtml [/*:m:39d3glgv] [*:39d3glgv]The answer to a "Bad Pun Riddle." http://archives.cranepoolforum.net/2000/f1_t2027.shtml [/*:m:39d3glgv] [*:39d3glgv]On the All-T Team http://archives.cranepoolforum.net/2000/f1_t2042.shtml [/*:m:39d3glgv] [*:39d3glgv]Part of a rare deal with the Angels. http://archives.cranepoolforum.net/100/f15_t177.shtml[/*:m:39d3glgv][/list:u:39d3glgv] Not a lot of substance. I guess we didn't know Hawk at all, Met Hunter excepted. To him I send my condolences.

A catcher and a part-time outfielder who I always slipped into thinking of as a centerfielder by trade, because my mind jumps from "Hawk" to "ballhawk."

And briefly the Hagerstown Suns also. [list:1132pqil][*:1132pqil]Nick Evans[/*:m:1132pqil] [*:1132pqil]Carlos Gomez[/*:m:1132pqil] [*:1132pqil]Fernando Martinez[/*:m:1132pqil] [*:1132pqil]Carlos Muniz[/*:m:1132pqil] [*:1132pqil]Jon Niese[/*:m:1132pqil] [*:1132pqil]Bobby Parnell[/*:m:1132pqil] [*:1132pqil]Josh Stinson[/*:m:1132pqil][/list:u:1132pqil] H-Town was only a Met affiliate for two years: 2005-2006.

Yeah, the narrative held together well, but it led on mostly pointlessly, save that this strange obsessive hobby led to increases in some people's lives, and deteriorations in others. I imagine Steve Martin and Jack Black had a sitdown on the subject of what's left when you're no longer playing it for laughs. With Black, when he's not playing the ham, there's usually this amorality that's left over, like in King Kong, and it's in fact creepier when he's a straight guy without a broken moral compass. But (to the extent that's a good thing), he didn't even bring that to the table, and Wilson emerges as the obsessed villain figure. But seeing him as the broken guy is a tough sell also, in light of his depression-induced suicide attempt. Clearly the studio had high hopes for this film, enlisting heavy hitters for supporting parts (Anjelica Huston, Brian Dennehy, Dianne Wiest, Kevin Pollack, and Rashida Jones), plus filming in many an exotic North American location. And I guess any fun derived in it comes in part from being daytrippers along for the ride in this strange hobby that certainly makes for a pleasant few hours diversion but takes a rare breed to make a true avocation of. So, no, you won't get deeply engaged, but the birds are pretty, though your disengagement may leave you with a disappointing tendency to play at guessing which shots are CGI enhanced. A shot on a frigid mountainside, for instance, won't have the characters breathing vapor or red-nosed. This stuff breaks the old suspension of disbelief, even if subconsciously. So, yeah, I agree with you, but I still retained some good will for it.

Savannah has historically gotten a lot of young Latin American vets. 19-23-year-olds that were signed at 16 or 17. This is less so now, but had been more so back in Omartimes. Obviously the younger ones are still potential big leaguers, and the older ones are the guys hired to play with potential big leaguers.

Day games in St. Louis can be awful, heat-wise. Back in the artificial turf days, it could get up to 140 degrees --- literally like an oven. I'm sure it's a simple case of dehydration.

A bird hater.

There's a cringe-able moment or two --- zany resort satire hijinks like Andrea Martin riding on a parasail that snaps free and flies her away, and Rick Moranis climbing on a windsurfer and sailing miles out to sea --- but more keep-worthy moments than you might expect. And great music. Cliff composed like eight new songs for the film, and the opening and closing credits are set to "Seven Day Weekend" --- Cliff's duet with Elvis Costello and the Attractions. They also pull a track from "The Rhythmatist" --- Stewart Copeland's ambitious but forgotten anthropology rock album.

Three ambitious birders (Steve Martin, Jack Black, Owen Wilson) compete to see who can spot the most species of bird in a single year. It's a film, also, with a lot of birds.

Robin Williams is a Chicago firefighter who invests his disability money in a small-time beach resort on the fictional Caribbean island of St. Nicholas. Jimmy Cliff, in the role that ended his viability as a movie star, is his reggae-playing local partner. Harold Ramis directs and half the Second City company plays supporting roles, in addition to Peter O'Toole, Twiggy, and Adolph Caesar, in his last film role as the corrupt small-time prime minister trying to take over the club.

Which, to the extent that I agree, is why I advocate getting every single out you can out of the starter.

Among those or-maybes, can we get something about not lifting the pitcher after 100 pitches? Our shorstop, error-aside, is hitting .314. The problems don't begin with him.

Indians 3, Cardinals 1. Chris Perez: hard core.

Gotta beat those damn Yankees.

I assume he means that because the Yankees hit like a AA team against major leaguers.

Good for Collins, I guess. Is there some way he can take the blame and throw himself on his sword for the offense?

The frightful issue is whether Santana's giant shit will be linked to Terry leaving him out there to complete his no-hitter. Even if there's nothing there at all, a did-Terry-injure-him controversy could turn into a giant energy suck. I watched this game from a restaurant, and I don't get this ballpark at all. I'd see somebody turn on a high curve that had lost its action and I'd think "Shit, that's going to be a hard shot off the wall," and it's in the upper deck. And I'm thinking "But he kind of topped it." Maybe the Yankz got the hand of the place. Don't swing so hard, focus on making good strong contact, and let the magic of YSIII do the rest. Under any circumstances, the Mets better come back and score 12 today.

Man, that's a strange stadium. Be nice if we can hit some of those upperdeckers.