Eventually, I think about a year and a half or something went by, and he went to spring training with us (in big league camp), and once we had him in spring training, Dick Pole and I — Dick Pole was my pitching coach...[charlie manuel spins a long ass yarn courtesy of lohud]
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Bobby Murcer lost his gallant and determined fight with brain cancer Saturday, a little more than a year-and-half after first being diagnosed with the most aggressive form of tumors. He was 62, and while most of those last 19 months of a life-too-short were spent enduring exhaustive, often-agonizing after-effects of intense chemotherapy and radiation, Murcer, true to his upbeat nature, regarded them as a blessing rather than a curse.
"I feel especially blessed," he told me a few months ago, "to have been able to hear from and see all these wonderful people who have been my fans. Through this entire ordeal, their prayers and support have been so gratifying. You have no idea what a strength the fans have been for me." [daily news]
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The New York Yankees signed veteran righty Sidney Ponson to a minor league contract on Wednesday in an attempt to bulk up their starting rotation.
The 31-year-old Ponson was 4-1 with a 3.88 earned run average in nine starts before being designated for assignment by the Texas Rangers on June 6. [tsn]
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I ....... am writing...... really.... really........ fucking..... slowly....... as..... a .... public ... service..... to ...... you..... all..... so..... that... you might.... get .... used ..... to ...... this..... excru.... ciating..... pace...... in time...... for....... tonight's......... Orioles...... starter....... Steve.... fucking..... slow-...... ass..... Trachsel.
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What ever happened to the fashion police in baseball? Have you guys seen these uniforms some of these guys are wearing today? Some of them look like the old Negro League uniforms. My uncle played for the Cincinnati Clowns and I have photos of his team. Those were some ugly, baggy uniforms. So, have we gone retro? Listen, can you believe that some of the guys have their uniform pants made like their street jeans? Come on now! Let's get out of the music videos and on to the field.
Some of you may think I am joking, but I am serious. Let's keep the integrity of the game. Take it from me, I love to style - my family calls me the Style Master - but it's with taste and off the field. What's funny is you may think these guys are trying to cover up bad bodies, but they're not. Most of these guys have sculpted bodies under all that fabric. Take it from me, they better enjoy having a young, athletic body while they can because time does take it's toll.
Can the baggy uniforms be the reason that female attendance has gone down a bit? Chicks may dig the long ball, but if the uniform isn't fitting, in the baseball stands, the chicks ain't sitting.
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I don't know what it is about Fridays that makes this team just...fall apart, but I (as well as the rest of my Season Ticket Crew) do know that they will win tomorrow in kick-ass fashion. Because tomorrow, the sun will shine dazzingly, Andy Pettitte will throw a perfect game (with one arm tied behind his back, his self-prescribed penance for HGH usage), and Alex Rodriguez, needing a homer for the cycle, will end the game with a walk-off grand slam, then round the bases atop a golden unicorn named Allegra, as Jesus and the ghosts of popes past share a high-five out in Monument Park, and declare how awesome it was that they decided on coming to the game over seeing Wicked for the fifth time, and hey, why not head to Stan's for a celebratory shot? And so inspiring will be the end result, that Steve Perry and the other members of Journey will decide to put their long-standing differences aside and reunite, just so they can write a stadium-anthem-quality song that totally captures the greatness that was the Yankees vs the Devil Rays on April 5, 2008.
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: smithers, are they booing me?
: uh, no sir, they're saying boo-URNS. boo-URNS!
[to the crowd]: excuse me, are you saying boo or boo-urns?
: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!11
: i was saying boo-urns :( Labels: less than three, national league, screwing the blouse man, things that are funny
“We’ve got a bet going,” Matsui replied. “If he doesn’t get married within a year, I win the bet. Basically the bet was, whoever gets married first wins. Jeter said he himself doesn’t have a girlfriend, so he’s getting a one-year handicap.”
Back in the clubhouse, we found Jeter and told him the news about Matsui. Jeter, who loves to say that he’s never surprised by anything, was genuinely shocked. Turns out Matsui had played him for a fool.
“That’s not hilarious, that’s sad, that’s real sad,” Jeter said. “If he wanted the money, all he had to do was ask. He didn’t really have to do it.”
You see, Jeter explained, this all started as a bet between Jeter and another Yankee bachelor, Bobby Abreu. Matsui heard about it and said he wanted in. Jeter knew Matsui had a girlfriend, but he added, “I didn’t know he was gonna get married this spring.”
Abreu sauntered into the clubhouse, heard about Matsui’s marriage and broke up laughing. He also admitted defeat quickly, saying he’ll write Matsui a check. (We couldn’t find out how much the winner gets.)[bats]
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