Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Baseball scoring rules need a revision

specificially, the save. Now, I'm not sure exactly what should constitute a save, but I'm pretty sure this ain't it:

guy comes in with a 14-3 lead to start the 7th inning. He holds the opponent scoreless, and his team scores 10 more in the eighth. He again holds the opponent scoreless, and his team scores 6 more in the ninth. Then, he closes it out with a scoreless ninth.

I'm sorry, but anytime you enter the game with an 11 run lead... there's no fucking "save". You have the opportunity to piss it away, yes, but that takes a royal fuck-up the likes of which is seldom seen. They maybe need to replace the current "save" with 2 categories: The save, in which you come into the game, and there's a realistic chance your opponent may win. Like, for instance, entering the game when it's 6-2 with 2 on and noone out in the 7th inning and finishing it out with 3 scoreless innings. Then you have the category under which this game falls, where you start the 7th inning with a commanding lead and don't lose. We could call this the "could've royally fucked the dog but didn't".

Then, we could have pitchers who, instead of getting the "blown save" in their stat line, may end up with the "royal dog fucking".

Which would liven up the box score from time to time.

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Saturday, August 18, 2007

Two more weeks...

and we can go to halftime, where fatboy will feed us pudding.

Friday, August 17, 2007

More Psychotic Boss ramblings...

"You know, if I was in charge of naming hurricanes, I'd use the same names every year"... ummm... ok...

"Yeah... I'd change all the names to Jesus, Mohammed, Moses, etc... Then there would be more people killed by all the riots it caused when hurricane Mohammed landed than by the actual hurricane. Don't you think that'd be great?"

Ummm... well, I'm not a big fan of riots, or mass murder, or generally speaking the death of those that have not lived a good, long, society improving life. If you're 90 and you somehow made the world better, go ahead and take a dirt nap. If you're 20 (or in my case, 30 something) and still haven't quite figured out how you can make the world a better place, then by all means, stick around until you have a great idea, and push it through all the yahoos that resist the changes for the better.

And if anyone has a great idea for the world that I can push through, which will leave me remembered as one of the greatest human beings ever, I'm all ears.

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Tuesday, August 14, 2007

A few new gems from my Pschotic boss...

After he walks in the office today:

"At least one good thing came from that road trip this morning- I got to see a guy with a U-M plate holder who was in a really bad car accident. Maybe I'm really lucky and he's dead. The only thing that would make it better would be if he were related to me"

Also:

"I hate human beings"

great googly moogly... I'm leaning towards taking some of my friends' advice and calling Homeland Security on this guy. After all, he did (again) profess his hope that someone would nuke the city again today. I gotta figure that's worth something- hoping someone kills 6 million Americans has to get a guy on some sort of terrorist alert list.

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Thursday, August 09, 2007

Apparently, this is a PSA running on BET

It encourages, among other things, the viewer to read a fuckin book, drink water, buy land (fuck spinning wheels), brush their teeth... hell, just watch it and be dumbfounded...

Read a Book

Posted Jul 12, 2007

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