Thursday, September 10, 2015
The Matt Harvey Mess
"Pitchers recovering from Tommy John surgery should limit innings to 180-185." - Dr. James Andrews, the man who invented Tommy John surgery
"Pitchers recovering from Tommy John surgery should shut up and act like a man.' - Asshole Sports Radio Caller
Whom would you listen to?
Matt Harvey is doing exactly the right thing here for his own future and the future of the franchise. He's not being greedy or selfish, and even if he were, can you blame him? Stay healthy and pretty much assure yourself a huge contract or ignore doctor's advice and risk not only all that money but also everything you've worked for your entire life.
Now there are a couple problems here, but I don't know exactly who deserves how much of the blame.
First of all, why wasn't a clear and coherent plan made from spring training? Were the Mets expecting to be out of it by September at which point they could just shut him down? Was Harvey suddenly feeling tired and asking for time off?
We'll probably never know but I would suspect the Mets are more worthy of blame than Harvey.
And those idiotic Mets fans who want him traded are exactly the fans I fear the team is listening to when doing or almost doing things like signing Cuddyer or trading Flores and Wheeler for Carlos Gomez.
Matt Harvey is the centerpiece of what could be one of the greatest rotations we've seen in a long time, if they stay health and stay together. The Mets need to do everything they can to protect him even if it means lessening their chances to win a few regular season games.
But come playoff time I think Harvey and the Mets would be willing to take their chances and push themselves 15-20 innings past the doctor prescribed limit, if that's ok with all the doctors in the stands at CitiField.
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2015 NFL Season Predictions
AFC East: New England Patriots
AFC North: Pittsburgh Steelers
AFC South: Indianapolis Colts
AFC West: Denver Broncos
AFC Wild Cards: Miami Dolphins, Baltimore Ravens
AFC Championship: Indianapolis over New England
NFC East: Philadelphia Eagles
NFC North: Green Bay Packers
NFC South: Atlanta Falcons
NFC West: Seattle Seahawks
NFC Wild Cards: St. Louis Rams, Minnesota Vikings
NFC Championship: Green Bay over Philadelphia
Super Bowl: Indianapolis over Green Bay
Off. Player of the Year: Andrew Luck
Def. Player of the Year: JJ Watt
Off. Rookie of the Year: Melvin Gordon
Def. Rookie of the Year: Randy Gregory
Coach of the Year: Mike Zimmer
Comeback Player of the Year: Sam bradford
Wednesday, September 09, 2015
Song of the Week
"Get Right Back To My Baby" - Vivian Green
Excellent use of a sample from "Before I Let Go" (SOTW, 3/21/12) by Frankie Beverly and Maze.
Plus I don't remember Vivian looking this good in her previous videos.
Tuesday, September 08, 2015
Another Redskins Embarrassment
The city of Washington took a break from obsessing over the future of RGIII (at this point he has none) for some good old gossip.
Here's what happened, Jessica McCloughan, the wife of GM Scott McCloughan
sent a couple nasty messages to a local reporter, Dianna Russini, on Twitter.
She asked Russini how many blow jobs she gave to get a story
And she accused Russini of sleeping with her husband.
The Redskins made her apologize, which she did, but a family member said she has been long suspicious of an affair between her husband and Russini.
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Sunday, September 06, 2015
Have You Ever Loved Something This Much?
Through various TV shows and stuff Jules has become quite interested in Star Wars and I showed them "A New Hope" and they loved it.
Since then, the countdown has been on for the new movie.
I took the kids to a special Star Wars event at the Disney Store. It was quite cool. The taught the kids to use Jedi Mind tricks to trick a storm trooper, and eventually they received the Medal of Bravery from the Galactic Republic.
Note: I did my parental duty and reminded them of the racial injustice that denied Chewbacca his rightful medal.
After that, they learned to draw R2-D2 (neither of them follows in my artistic footsteps) and were given a cardboard 3-d puzzle of Artoo (which was very difficult to put together).
It was quite cool to be let into the mall an hour early for this special event (mainly because we got a good parking spot), but the real goal was to get the big shoppers into the store.
Ever since we saw the first trailer for "The Force Awakens" Julian loved BB-8, the roly poly new droid, though he kept calling him "BBQ."
He said he liked him "because he's cute like me!"
So I bought him a stuffed action figure, and bought Chase the figurine set.
And for the rest of the day he carried around this little BB-8 everywhere saying "I'm obsessed with him."
And then when Mrs. Poop went to check on him during the night, this is what she saw.
I wish I could get back to those innocent days of childhood when a ten dollar toy provided so much joy and happiness that I couldn't bear to be away from it, not even for a second, not even while sleeping.
Incidentally the other BB-8 we saw while we were in the store was fuckin awesome.
It's very similar to a remote control car, except you use an app through your phone to move it around the house. And it does cool things like create a map of your house based on things it runs into, including you. And it can even play messages hologram style, I think.
Read the review to understand more.
Only problems: it costs $150, and Julian would want to sleep with it in his bed.
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