A Radio Shack ad. Always reminds me of this:
Radio Shack
Quick first inning for the Rays, as they prefer to strike out more than to hit the ball. I don't know who 7 of these guys are, and if they keep swinging at slop like that, it will be a short honeymoon.
Little League world series is Hawai'i v. Louisiana. The pitcher for Hawai'i is almost 2 bills. I thought he was the DH. He looks like mini-Prince Fielder.
Every single thing about the White Sox is annoying. Including the D-Bag they have read their starting line ups. Good luck against Kazmir today, failures.
Speaking of, Kaz brings it high and tight to Orlando Cabrera, hitting the handle of the bat in his hands. I love seeing these in slow mo. You can actually watch Cabrera's bladder loosen up as the ball runs in towards his face.
OC hits a grounder to the second baseman, who throws to first. Which means 3 players who will be out of MLB in 4 years are involved in that play.
Swisher pops out. In related news, the sun rose this morning.
Carlos Quentin, another guy who stand in the box like he's sitting on the Tilt O Whirl, steps in. I think I saw this guy last night at Williams playing Golden Tee 2005 Tournament Edition.
Jim Thome - the announcers begin with the typical hall of fame talk, debating back and forth, and then he strikes out on a pitch that hits the plate. Can a man go to the hall of fame if he is physically incapable of hitting anything other than hanging curve balls for home runs?
Jermaine Dye launches a bomb for a 1-0 lead. Ramirez follows that up with a triple, which is nice, because it's going to hurt that much more when the bullpen pisses this one away.
Vazquez loses the no-hitter, then gives up two more hits because he's really not that good of a pitcher.
Dye bombs another one. Threat level in the White Sox bullpen right now: Orange.
And there goes Vazquez, slapping the ball in his hand in frustration. Is he frustrated at this game, or his life?
The wheels. They're awfully wobbly...
8th inning. Dribbler through the infield, they're loaded, and the dark clouds are falling. Mini-Ichiro to the plate.
Aaaaaaaaaaand it's a walk. Matt Thornton is the best you guys could do here? Seriously? The path to the central championship has never looked clearer.
BJ Upton to the plate. If he makes contact, we'll have to see if he runs or just jogs to first base.
Orlando Cabrera pulls a "White Sox" move and chooses to not catch the baseball that was hit right to him. We're tied, and there's still nobody out. Talk about failing on an epic scale.
Oh my. Oh my dear.
It's a 4 run inning right now. Pena lines one to right, Vazquez heads to the locker room, presumably to smash something (hopefully it's his head) and it's time to lower the boom.
Ozzie on to make a pitching change (what, you got Tony Fiore in there) as the rain starts to drop. This has been such a typical White Sox game, I'm just waiting for the three run hogg here to seal the deal.
The White Sox can't even execute a run-down properly. They take so long to catch BJ Upton that it leaves runners on second and third. Toby Hall is immensely overweight.
The Rays go down in the 9th, and Fox reminds us that Jermaine Dye is due up in the bottom of the inning. Is that supposed to be scary? They're forgetting... now the at bats actually MEAN something. I think Old Man Dye will find a way to pop this one up.
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Done.
Jim Thome up next. Here comes a strikeout.
Done.
And now for Griffey. Hmmm, let's go with "weak grounder".
Not quite. He fouls out, like Dye before him. God, when the game is on the line, I will bet against the White Sox every single time.
And that does it. The failure is complete, in front of a national audience. Anyone who thinks the Sox are going to be able to sustain success going forward needs to take a long look at the faces of this team.
1 comment:
Good shit. That's funny. We need to do more live blogs.
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