I wrote about my lowly stRangers before. I know the Kos himself is a party to sports blogs. This is my team. I cringed when TBS showed that grinning monkey face of W sitting in the owner's box in Arlington. To say that it irks me that my team, my baseball team was once owned by one of the absolutely worst human beings to ever occupy the Oval Office is a vast understatement.
I would really appreciate it if you stopped associating my team with the man. He sold it to Tom Hicks, the sorry assed rat bastard, who had it taken from him and sold to the highest bidder between Nolan Ryan and Chuck Greenberg and the owner that gets under the skin, Mark Cuban.
It don't belong to W anymore, please stop associating this collection of players with him.
Hey! The Old School Brotha is in a pic with KO! Watches the show! That makes my morning!
Olbermann is a baseball nerd
I am a long-suffering Rangers fan. If you want to count the ancestral Senators they date back to 61 in this incarnation. If you want to count the connections to DC that were somehow transmitted to Minn as one part and the reborn Senators as another part, it really doesn't matter. If this was a geneaology, a baseball lineage if you will, suckitude has been a recurrent condition.
And it grieves me not at all to see the empty seats in the Bronx. I like seeing the Yankees lose. I will make no bones about it. In most conversations they are the damnyankees. That is all one word. Not two words like the musical that was written in hopes that the team from DC might actually beat them that year. No, in my book they are damnyankees and will be until the end of time and baseball as we know it.
Tonight they grieve. Tonight they feel the pain of loss. I have known it a long time. Savor it, those that enjoy the laurels of 27 championships. I do not grieve for you. Grieve for yourselves.
My team has suffered at the hands of Chuckles the Clown, Eddie, "I'm Mad Too" Chiles and yes I admit it, W owned my team. I can't help that!I didn't say to W to buy my team and trade Sammy Suser(Sosa. I know that. That is how he got announced up there in Cub Land). I didn't even ask to inherit this team. I was born with it and stayed with my hometown team. I didn't bandwagon onto somebody from somewhere else; be they from ATL or CHI or NYC or SF or any other dang place. I am from Texas, I don't live in Houston, so this is my team. I damn sure didn't like it then and don't like it now that W once owned my baseball team. I would sure appreciate it if you don't try to slap that tainted name onto a team that has at least suffered at the hands of another owner since then and furthermore might actually have a fighting chance now with some owners in possession of a clue.
Not going to get into the details of bankruptcy, the owner that stopped writing checks, deals done at the urinal or the manager that quit after an amazingly short time. Not even going to get into Ted Williams' head.
Baseball is surreal sometimes. It really heps to have that sort of bent in the long run.
No, I just want all those damnyankee fans up there to think about all this for just a minute.
It ain't all about you.
There are a bunch of baseball players out there. You can't have all the good ones. Sometimes you lose. Sometimes you flat out suck and stink it up. Sometimes the luck runs against you. Sometimes players get hurt.
That is no reason to walk out on your team before the game is done.
That is no reason to boo your starting pitcher.
That is no reason to feel entitled to every call in every game.
My team might take this thing tomorrow up there.
My team might win the pennant this year.
they just might.
and W
he can stay the hell away over there in Dallas, on the other fucking side of the Trinity.
stay the hell out W. stay home and tell Laura just how good it feels for the lowly stRangers to win.
Just don't be there sitting next to Nolan. That is Chuck's spot. If he wants it.