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Baseball rants with the spirit of Milton Bradley running through me.

“Fuck yo couch!”

If anyone denies the “baseball is juiced” conundrum one just has to look at the career of Eric Sogard who had 11 career home runs in over 1,500 AB’s entering this season and 9 this year alone. More home-runs were hit in June than any other month in baseball history, including the steroid era. If MLB wanted to put this “shameful era” on the back-burner it sure isn’t displaying remorse as I’ve read numerous accounts of the baseball and its inner core being compromised after scientists with way too much time on their hands x-rayed and analyzed two different sets of baseballs, one of modern day and one before 2015. It seems like 40 home runs, once a milestone, will be humdrum, and which begs the question–who will be the next Brady Anderson? Shall we also judge and slander modern day players for HOF consideration because they played during the “juiced ball era?”

The baseball season can be summed up by the opposite theater masks of tragedy and comedy and the Yankees/Red Sox London Series was quite the definition of both. I watched the first game out of curiosity and was instantly turned off by both teams scoring 6 runs in the first inning. What some people see as an exciting, high-scoring game I just saw as bad pitching and a clown show. The first half of the first inning took 27 minutes alone. I’m not sure what kind of individual wants to watch a game with numerous pitchers entering to throw gas and dynamite on an open flame over a 4 hour period but I certainly don’t. I watched about 2 innings before the novelty wore off and I immediately changed the channel in order to watch old Twilight Zone episodes which were infinitely more interesting. I suppose the Yankees and their fans will be on the tongue of baseball fans everywhere until their eventual elimination by the Astros, the Twins or some random Wild Card team. The last sentence garnering a resounding “touche” or “you suck” with little discernible sway.

The Jeremy Giambi curse

photo 1The Cubs have the curse of the billy goat (still active) and the Red Sox had the curse of the Bambino, (revoked, ever since Ortiz and Ramirez started juicing) so why can’t the A’s have the curse of Jeremy Giambi? Let us stand around the proverbial water cooler and discuss…

It was Game 3 of the 2001 ALDS.

The A’s had a comfortable series lead over the Yankees, 2-0. New York led 1-0 in the seventh with two outs. Jeremy Giambi stood on first as Mike Mussina stared down off the mound at A’s lefty Terrence Long. T-Long ripped a fastball down the right-field line and the not-so-speedy Giambi rounded third. Then the most devastating play (behind the Kirk Gibson home run) in Oakland A’s history happened…

Giambi was called out and the A’s lost the game and eventually the series. Every time I see this replay, I cannot help but ask myself two questions:

1. Why and how did Derek Jeter get to that ball?

2. Why didn’t Jeremy Giambi slide instead of prancing around the tag like a little girl?

The Athletics have a playoff record of 9-16 and a series record of 1-5 since the egregious “non slide” happened. If this doesn’t constitute a curse than I don’t know what does! (The only series win coming in 2006 in which we swept the Twins in the ALDS.)

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burn baby burn.

Like Pedro Cerrano in the movie, Major League, I decided to throw away my disbelief in the world of superstition and hocus-pocus mumbo-jumbo and try a little “voodoo.” I happened to have a baseball card with a Giambi autograph on it. The autograph enhanced the “chi” or his essence. This essence would be vital in the process as it had to be burned and sacrificed to the Baseball Gods.  Giambi was also wearing a Phillies uniform on the front of the card, and since I hate the Phuckin’ Phillies this would be an even sweeter ride. (Giambi was traded the next season; I suspect because the Oakland fanbase rode him unmercifully for his gaffe.) The card refused to burn at first. I knew it was the gloss, but perhaps it was the Gods trying to spite me. Eventually the card and the chi were sacrificed. The curse has been lifted Oakland fans! We no longer have to worry about the Detroit Tigers and Justin Verlander, or even those stinky Yankees. Take comfort in this….and I’ll see you in October.

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World Series bound…why didn’t I do this sooner?