Suck it, Feliz. By the way, it was only fair that A-Rod hit .190 and struck out looking to end the series. He’s still on the Rangers’ payroll ya know.
Yes, the lady who sang God Bless America in the 7th inning at AT&T Park in San Francisco on Thursday night was wearing that hat. According to the Philly Inquirer, the woman in question is Tammy Nelson and she was wearing the San Francisco skyline on her noggin. That was easily the strangest dome piece I’ve ever seen someone wear, that’s for sure. Cher from Clueless thinks it’s a little much.
As for the game, let’s talk about it. What a performance by the Phillies’ bullpen picking up Roy Halladay with three scoreless innings allowing just one hit. Jayson Werth had a huge home run to provide the extra cushion, and he deserves special recognition for getting it out over the right field wall going opposite field.
Because of the excellent performance by Philadelphia’s pen, the mistake-filled third inning by the Giants was enough for Philly. Aubrey Huff booting the Shane Victorino ground ball into center field allowing the two runs to score was the difference. Before that, we had another “baseball needs instant replay” moment.
Roy Halladay dropped down a sac bunt with men on first and second and it was clearly fielded by Buster Posey in foul territory. Halladay didn’t even run it out because he knew it was foul, so he ended up being thrown out at first. Still, the Phillies ended up with men on second and third with nobody out. They would have had men on first and second if replay were utilized. Moreover, what was Bruce Bochy thinking that he didn’t even come out to complain? Where was he on that? Just another example of him screwing up and why I don’t think much of Boch as a manager.
You gotta love Tim Tebow. The week he scores his first career NFL touchdown, he goes out and gets a new dog named Bronco. Either that, or someone else lent him a dog named Bronco to use in a photograph on Tuesday.
And if you didn’t think the media could use this for an overboard interpretation, then you were wrong. Tebow always seems to “do the right thing,” and he has done just that. What better way to endear yourself to your fans than by naming your dog after the team? Certainly franchise players like LeBron James and even Tom Brady have gotten that wrong. Not Tebow — there’s nothing he could do wrong!
Louis Daguerre must be doing McTwists in his grave by now. When the Frenchman put into process what we now know as photographs in 1837, little did he know what his creation would produce some 170 years later. Unless you have just returned from a jaunt through Waziristan or you were one of the thirty-three miners interred in the San Jose mine in Chile for the last 2 months, you are probably very much aware of the scandal enveloping the life of Brett Favre now.
From the time of our earliest ancestor’s drawing on cave walls to the ancient Egyptians, there have been, let’s say, “colorful” depictions of the human body portrayed in society. An eleventh century wood cut was not as easily posted on Facebook or MySpace as it is today, however. That brings us to the modern day, where athletes have taken certainly liberties with technology and have celebrated the new features added to their mobile phones by presenting themselves to the world in a whole new light.
It seems like a growing number of professional athletes, ranging from George Hill and Greg Oden to David Aardsma have found their name linked with pictures of their appendage splashed all over the Internet. Any modicum of intelligence these players were assumed to have had has seemingly disappeared, taking any sense of shame with it. But, no one would confuse George Hill for George Mikan, Greg Oden for Greg Maddux. The Hall of Famers operate on a different wavelength, right?
Well that might have been the case up until recently, when cell phone pictures purportedly showing Brett Favre’s johnson joined the long list of wilsons that have unfortunately found their way into the pubic, er, public domain. Of course, for now, Brett’s name in this matter comes with the modifier “allegedly” close behind due to a lack of irrefutable evidence. However, there have been no denials or statements to the contrary from any of the parties involved. There have been many tearful apologies in sports lately, but all that has come from Mr. Favre are oddly phrased responses like, “I’ve got my hands full with the Jets,” which have caused many snickers and have sent New York headline writers into apoplectic fit.
I don’t think I’ve ever wanted something that I saw on an infomercial this badly. When I tell you my putting it horrible, I mean like probably worse than anyone you’ve ever seen. Let’s just say if it’s a par 4 and I’m on the green in two, getting a seven isn’t out of the question. That’s why I ordered the Potty Putter as soon as Sports by Brooks brought it to my attention, and you can too! If this thing doesn’t shave a couple strokes off your game and turn you into the guy everyone wants on their team in a best ball tournament, I don’t know what will. Feast your eyes on the Potty Putter infomercial video:
Needless to say, Christmas has come early for me this year.
Nothing like adding another chapter to the many adventures of Adam “Pacman” Jones. Believe it or not, Jones actually did nothing wrong during his most recent run-in with police officers after the Bengals-Bucs game on Sunday. Believe me, I wouldn’t be buying it if the Cincinnati Police weren’t selling it.
As SbB live points out, Cincinnati Police admitted on Tuesday that they arrested and put Pacman Jones in handcuffs by mistake on Sunday. Apparently, Jones was in a turn only lane and started going straight which caused his car to almost hit another. In order to avoid a crash, he swerved onto the sidewalk and caused a pedestrian to fall. No one was injured but it sounds like a bonehead driving maneuver from Pacman if the report is accurate.
A detail cop ran over to where it all happened and thought there had been an accident, so she ran Pacman’s license and found a warrant out for a man by the name of Adam Jones. After she handcuffed Pacman, the dispatcher let the officer know that it was not the Jones who plays for the Bengals.
The police have since personally apologized to Pacman and Marvin Lewis for the mistake. It’s amazing how trouble just seems to follow some people whether they’re at fault or not. I’m sure the swarm of people who gathered around a handcuffed Pacman were thinking “here we go again.” Fortunately for the Bengals, their list of arrests will stay where it was (around a few hundred) for the time being.
We’ve heard rumors for quite a long time that reporters who sit at a news desk the entire time they’re on TV oftentimes choose not to wear pants. Instead, they wear shorts to be more comfortable. The idea seems far-fetched and sounds like one that a network wouldn’t go for, but apparently it’s not unheard of. Check out this picture of CSN Philly’s Darren Daulton wearing no pants, courtesy of Sports by Brooks.
Personally, I have no problem with it. If your boss says you can dress casually from the waist down, so be it. However, someone dropped the ball here and wasn’t on the same page with everyone else. I don’t know if it’s Daulton himself needing to tuck the leg in a little more or the cameraman shooting a bad angle. Either way, I’m sure there are pantsless broadcasters all over the nation shaking their heads in disgust.