Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Where's Harold??

OK, ESPN has confirmed that Harold Reynolds is no longer working for them.  The big question is why.  I like Harold.  Harold’s never been in any trouble that I can remember.  So what gives?  I’m kind of hoping that Harold issues a statement soon, but the whole thing seems weird.

So if any of my readers will be attending the Yankees-Rangers game on Wednesday or the Cardinals-Cubs game in Chicago on Thursday (both are on ESPN), I encourage you to bring a sign, get behind home plate for a little bit, and hold up a sign that says “WHERE’S HAROLD???”.

Someone needs to explain this.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

Tiger Fans

For the first time ever, I’m in danger of losing my annual bet with Rob over whether the Tigers will finish with a better record than the Yankees.  While that does trouble me to some extent, I am getting a kick out of Tiger fans, particularly MTB, trying to decide if they should trade some prospect to get another bat in the lineup such as Alfonso Soriano or Bobby Abreu.  It seems they’re so out of practice on this, they forget that they don’t want to give up anyone useful.  They’ve been sellers (or at least tried to be sellers) for so long, the thought of giving up someone talented is throwing them for a loop.

Don’t get me wrong.  I’m not saying Detroit should give up Verlander or Zumaya in order to get one of these guys.  But to listen to Tiger fans, they think the Phillies or Nationals would take Craig Monroe (or Da-Meathead Young) and Nate Robertson in exchange for Soriano or Abreu.  They’re forgetting that these teams wouldn’t want Meathead, Monroe is an average outfielder, and Robertson is probably a 3rd or 4th starter, which isn’t anything to get excited about.  Hell, I’d like to trade Jaret Wright for Scott Kazmir and Carl Crawford, but the problem is that Tampa wouldn’t want to do that.  Same thing goes here.  Sorry Tiger fans, but somebody good is going to have to go, and the reality is you may be giving them up for a 2 month rental, as Detroit is not exactly where a power hitter is going to want to sign a long term deal.

And don’t go telling me Wil Ledezma has value.  He doesn’t.  People saw him get rocked last year, and he’s getting lit again this year.  Heck, he’s walked 8 guys in 11 innings, something I could do.  He’s a throw in on a trade, not a key part, and that’s only if you can find someone watched him get his ass kicked from Detroit to Toledo.

By the way, is anyone concerned that Verlander is on pace to throw 200 innings, not counting the possibility of the playoffs?  Did you guys not see what’s happened to Kerry Wood?  Plus, Verlander doesn’t have the build of a Wood or Clemens.  He’s built more like Mark Prior.  If you’re going to keep using him like this, you better win this year, as the arm problems probably aren’t far off.

Sunday, July 16, 2006

SWEEP!

Yes, I’m feeling better about my Yankees.  Of course, when you can sweep the defending World Series champs, that can happen.  And for all of you Tiger fans reading this, feel free to post your notes of gratitude.

Speaking of the Yankees, Octavio Dotel has begun his minor league rehab stint, and hopefully will land in New York within the next 2-4 weeks for some bullpen help.  Thanks to Randy, Moose, and Jaret Wright for having pretty decent starts this weekend.

The Tour de France still has one more week to go, and to be honest, nobody has established themselves as a clear favorite.  American Floyd Landis has as good a shot as anyone, but we’ve got 3 tough mountain stages coming up Tuesday through Thursday, plus the final individual time trial on Saturday.  If you haven’t been watching, I encourage you to find OLN (that’s the Outdoor Life Network) on your cable or satellite system.  If you have DirecTV, it’s on channel 608.  Live coverage happens in the morning, but OLN runs condensed replays throughout the day, with an evening session beginning at 8:00 pm ET.

After the tour wraps up, I’ll be watching my Yankees, but that will probably be about it until the US Open starts at the end of August.

Sorry this one’s short, but it’s better than nothing.

Monday, July 10, 2006

Soccer Wimps

I started to have this conversation with Casey, but I thought it was worth putting up here just to get feedback from whoever wants to comment.

First some background.  For the record, Casey watches as much soccer as anyone I know.  I can watch it, but I tend to watch more when the U.S. national team is involved.  But having gone to what was a decent soccer school (Evansville), I picked up a few things here and there.  I’ve never played the game outside of P.E. classes in grade school and high school (where, coincidentally, I took the worst hit of my LIFE, but that’s another story), and never had any coaching, so what I know tends to come from what I’ve seen and heard.

There’s a host of reasons that people have suggested why soccer hasn’t taken hold in this country the way it seems to in the rest of the world:  Lack of scoring, no breaks outside of halftime, arcane offsides rules, etc.  There’s some validity in most of these.  However, I’d like to add one more.  Top level soccer players act like complete wussies.

Don’t get me wrong.  Soccer players are probably among the best conditioned non-triathletes in the world.  They basically have to run and get bumped around almost non-stop for 90 minutes.  At Evansville, I’ll guarantee you that the soccer team could have run circles around the basketball team, or anyone else for that matter.  They definitely get bumped and banged around.  But soccer players have no respect for themselves.  In a street fight, give me a hockey player, even without the sticks.  Hockey players have to basically be dismembered or paralyzed before they’ll let someone cart them off on the stretcher.  They’ll get 24 stitches on their face (without anesthesia), try to pretend to not be concussed, and be pissed off if they miss a shift or two.

Soccer players, though, are carried off the field more frequently than Chris Webber calls time out.  Then somehow, they’ll hop off the stretcher and want back in the game.  Do that in a hockey game, and I guarantee you the next time the guy’s out on the ice, he’ll have a REASON to be carried off.  Touch a soccer player on his shoe or shin, and he’ll go down like he’s just been shot by 3 different snipers.  He’ll then roll around on the ground long enough to get the referee’s attention and pray for a foul to be called on the guy who probably just breathed on him sideways.  Once either a foul is called or it becomes obvious that no call will be coming, they pop back up as if nothing happened.

In order to try to stop some of this diving, Casey has proposed fining guys for dives.  I think these guys make too much for that to be effective on anyone but the lowest paid guys.  So my proposal is this:  Create a “Bulls-eye band”.  Or you can make it just an armband with an “X” on it.  This armband is given to a player who took a dive, or just acted like way too much of a pansy after being hit.  The player with the armband is allowed to be tackled, elbowed, shoved, or if you’re Zinadine Zidane, headbutted when he’s in possession of the ball…without fear of repercussion.  That’s right.  You can visciously tackle a guy from behind, and you won’t receive a red or yellow card.  You won’t even be whistled for a foul.  However, this only applies to the first “contact” with the player.  After he’s taken one of these hits, he gives the armband back to the referee.  That’s assuming, of course, that he’s still able to walk/conscious/not dismembered/dead.

Does this seem a bit harsh?  Yeah, probably.  But all it would take is one (maybe two or three for the dumb ones) season ending hit resulting in a torn ACL or severed Achilles tendon to get the message across that NOBODY WANTS TO SEE YOU ROLLING ON THE GROUND LIKE A 3-YEAR OLD.

Next time…How to make golf into something a sports fan would want to watch.