MLB Notes: 4/15
First of all: Happy Tax Day
Just so happens that every year, tax day falls on Bend Over and Grab Your Ankles Day.
Go figure.
On to baseball:
More Sox-Yanks rivalry-- another fan-player confrontation.
One guy you never (repeat: NEVER) want to mess with in baseball is Gary Sheffield. He is undoubtedly the Ray Lewis of the major leagues. How do I know that? Look at him-- he's got the Crazy Eye.
Remember last year, during one of the heated Sox-Yankees series, when he was buzzed up high, and he just stood there mouthing to Pedro, "Not me. Not me." Quintessential Shef moment right there. Displayed everything you need to know about the guy: clutch hitter, heck of a ball player, but at any moment, he could just lose it. Crazy Eye. Don't be surprised if that fan goes missing in a few days.
Watching this game at a sports bar last night was the ultimate experience for this play. We just sat there (already way in the bag by that point) saying to ourselves, "He's gonna kill him. Shef's really going to kill that guy. We could actually witness a murder on national TV tonight." Classic.
Digressing for a moment about Ray Lewis and the Crazy Eye, which by the way is the ultimate sports weapon, I was hugely disappointed when the cover of Madden 2005 failed to capture Ray's Crazy Eye. I mean, here's a guy who can literally de-bowel a tailback with that stare, and they completely miss that. It's a travesty.
Moving on.
The Naticles won for the first time in Washington since 1970. And the first pitch? Ball - high. W needs to work down in the zone if he wants to keep righties in the park. I'd be surprised if he's not down in AAA by June.
Has anybody else been watching Baseball Tonight recently, just to see if Larry Bowa gets pushed the wrong way and explodes on Harold Reynolds? I have. The clock's ticking on that guy.
And finally, my Adam Dunn for MVP campaign is running a little off track lately: .179 avg, 2 HR, 6RBI, 10K. That means his strikeout-to-hit ratio is 2:1. Ouch. But I'm not losing hope... yet.
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I remember when Sheff played for my Braves. He was one of those guys who you absolutely hated until he was on YOUR team, then you loved the fact that he scared the bejeesus out of every pitcher, infielder, umpire and groundskeeper in the league.
I don't get ESPN at my house in the hinterlands (must get a dish), but I agree that Bowa is one of those guys that might just randomly implode at any moment for an unspecified reason.
GAMMONS: I think that Adam Dunn is going to bounce back in the next few weeks...
BOWA: Whatwhatwhat! AAAAAIIIGGHHHHH!! Freeeedom!!! (Instert Tasmanian Devil grunts and blurts here).
Baseball Tonight loses its signal 3.4 seconds later.
Similar personalities in other sports: Jeff Van Gundy (not volitile, but highly unpredictable), Mike Ditka, Scotty Bowman. There should be a hall of fame for these guys.
The best part of a Larry Bowa rage session would be the fact that you know Harold Reynolds would over-analyze it, and keep mentioning how "sad" and "disturbing" it was that violence had to erupt-- then he'd play the tape of his own beating for the next 6 weeks using slow motion and spot shadows.
A week later they'd fence in Bowa with chicken wire.
This is, after all, the network that continues to employ Rob "hurl the pelota into the stands and whallop a 38-year old school teacher" Dibble. Bowa and Dibs are, in my humble opinion, a reason to resucitate the defunct MTV Celebrity Deathmatch.
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