Switzerland ( credit to another IIH genius ), is now the worst short term decision in Yankee lore.
We are down another starter ( German ), as the black swan has recently informed us.
2. CC is going to start until the Yankees score 15 for him in 5 innings, and we hold on ( likely against Baltimore ) to win 15-14. The reason?
He needs 250 wins to go into the Hall of Fame. The Yankees want him wearing their cap. But I am telling you, Brian, his knee will not hold up.
You are now down:
Luis
German ( his replacement, to date )
CC ( soon )
And,
Tanaka loses it when he gives up a dinger.
Paxton is shit so far.
Happ is working it.
The bullpen is imploding, due to overwork, and Betances will not be coming back anytime soon.
So the decision to not acquire Kuetchel...who only cost money...is now, officially, a disaster.
Our entire future will be ransomed for some hacks. And we can't win with those hacks either.
So there is no future.
I can see why you look befuddled and hopeless.
We feel the same.
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No future...reminds of the Sex Pistols.
We have no reliable starters, three or four reliable relievers, and can't often use them when we need them because it's a long season, they have to have live arms for the playoffs, and Larry Rothschild is a strange man.
World Series are not reached or, if somehow you get lucky, won with this state of affairs.
Yet, we can still win as long as all the other pitching staffs suck worse over the long haul.
Whoo.
5-0 lead now 5-5
Sigh
Kahnle. One horrible inning and a solo finger the next. Kind of fair, since Cleveland pitching has had one horrible inning.
DD in for D. E.
Yeah, that struck me as a less than brilliant move, considering what a short time Didi has been back for.
Funny, after the top of the 8th, with the score still 5-5, I said out loud, this game has been so horrible I'm sure the great big error is coming next.
I did not know we would have gained the lead again.
Now, going into the bottom of the 10th, I would say hear comes The Surrenderer to give this one away (again).
By the by, I'm calling this right now: Chappie is hurt.
That 9th inning wasn't his fault. But he was throwing sliders on 3-2 pitches. Oy.
Oh, and I was wrong. It's Tarpley in to blow it. 10 relief pitchers, and the pen is empty by the 10th.
Trapley. We're down to Tarpley.
He's doing ok so far. Crossed fingers.
He done good. Better than Chapman.
Nice inning by Tarpley. Very gutsy out there.
Still, can't give the pen a victory for that. The Greatest Bullpen What Ever Was is now 22-24 under my patented CollBull W/L system.
Also, ANOTHER clutch hit from Hicks. Not that clutch exists or anything.
SUGAR-COATED, CINNAMON-DIPPED, CONJOINED BABIES BUDDHA AND JESUS ONNA STICK??!?!!!! TARPLEY STRIKES OUT THE SIDE!!! TARPLEYSTRIKESOUTTHESIDE!!! TARPLEYSTRIKESOUTTHESIDE!!! TARPLEYSTRIKESOUTTHESIDE!!! TARPLEYSTRIKESOUTTHESIDE!!!
Can I ask my American pals a question?
I watch the Yankees game on *cough* illegal streams
It is usually the Yes network and their commentators who despite wanting the Yankees to win are in my opinion very fair and they respect excellence by opposing players even though it hurts the Yankees
Well todays game I only managed to get on the Fox network. I am assuming this was not in any way affiliated to the Cleveland organisation?
The commentators one in particular was very very biased towards Cleveland.
Is this normal or just a commentator with a chip on his shoulder or have I missed the plot and it is just the hometown commentators doing the broadcast on behalf of Fox?
HC66, king of the cheap second-guess: "Yeah, that struck me as a less than brilliant move, considering what a short time Didi has been back for."
I'm not entirely sure if locals are used on Fox, but there is an anti-Yankees bias to a fair chunk of the media. That includes commentators on Fox and ESPN. There's a curious idea that fans across the US hate the Yankees, which ignores how much Yankees' merchandise is sold all over and how many Yankees fans attend games in other markets than NY. Meanwhile, Boston buys pennants with impugnity and there's nary a peep from anyone in the media at all.
Winning is the best revenge.
Alphonso and HC66 and duque and other gratuitous big spenders on washed-up Big Names will owe us a round of mea culpas when Keuchel comes up small--the same mea culpas for which we are still waiting on the subjects of Machado and Harper.
That was a local Fox Sports station Cleveland team feed, not a national broadcast.
For someone who loves stats one would think you could recognize that Machado and Harper are a couple of months into multi year deals. It seems premature to call them busts. Small statistical sample and all that.
I'm not into "stats" more than anyone else on this blog--I just prefer to look at more revealing numbers like FIP, WRC+, WAR, etc., rather than the discredited and flawed traditional numbers like batting average, RBIs, and ERA so beloved of the superannuated philistines who preside over this blog.
MOREOVER--if you look at Harper's overall offensive output, it has mostly been average except for two really good seasons out of seven--2018 was average stuff--certainly not something you hang a record-breaking contract on.
And Machado was always a league-average-hitting third-baseman away from Camden Yards.
Those are CAREER SAMPLES. Nothing small about them at all--this season is simply a continuation of what those numbers would lead anyone with modest analytical skills to expect--as opposed to someone with the marquee-name tropisms of a twelve-year-old.
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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Hey Stat Boy! I need two large regular pies and a large white with arugula and sausage. Get right on that will you?
Hey Callassall--always good to hear from the Illiterat-in-Chief in the group: someone who not only hilariously botches the spelling of fifth-grade words but now also sneers in disdain at ordinary working people with imbecilic snickering at vile stereotypes of those struggling in desperate economic straits in this rigged gig economy, run by and for callous, frivolous ecocidal Cadillac suburban Babbits like you. Now why don't you issue one of your nauseating sermons to Carl on posting etiquette now that you've added "right-wing" Trump cothinker and disgusting class bigot to your resume as "callassal" illiterate? LOL!
illiterate-in-chief--typo
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I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
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Hey HC66 THE ANCIENT MORONER: Clutch hits exist. Clutch as a lifetime characteristic of a player doesn't exist--but you're too stupid to understand the difference.
True psychopath - hateful, vitriolic little asswipe. You MUST surely realize that your every word creates animus and not respect, right? Dumb moron whose mommy taught him no manners. Nasty little fear-based shit stain on the wall of this blog. Just fuck off, StatBABY.
How is this anonymous, no talent ass clown not banned yet by this blog?
"Clutch as a lifetime characteristic of a player doesn't exist."
OK. So -- go explain Harold Baines, willya?
Reggie Jackson was pretty good in the clutch. I think they even gave him a nickname because of it.
Joe FormerlyofBrooklyn--
What about Harold Baines? Why don't you do some basic research? His overall lifetime "clutch" stats are no different from his overall batting stats--which is almost always the case with every player.
Rufus T. Firefly--
Do the research. Jackson's lifetime "clutch"-situation stats are basically the same as his overall career batting stats. This is true of nearly every player, including those anecdotally reputed to be "clutch" hitters. It's an impressionistic myth purveyed by people predisposed to hero worship, not an empirically verifiable reality.
You do the research. Try WS vs regular season to start. Unless you think WS isn't a clutch situation.
Rufus T. Firefly -- You haven't done any research. You're just pulling wishful thinking out of your ass. Jackson's career Sept/Oct numbers are no different from his overall batting numbers. His clutch-situation numbers are no different from his overall numbers.
Read the following:
https://www.baseballprospectus.com/news/article/2656/baseball-prospectus-basics-the-concept-of-clutch/
Since when is the WS played in Sept.?
You don't read very well, beside being a belligerent a-hole.
"You do the research. Try WS vs regular season to start. Unless you think WS isn't a clutch situation."
For the young and stupid, WS is the abbreviation for "World Series". Generally considered a pressure situation and all.
Now listen, you fucking retard. I posted late-season at-bats because they are a large and significant sample size and often have a bearing on the outcome of the pennant race. There are several problems with your brain-damaged "argument":
1. Reggie Jackson's total number of World Series at-bats total 98. That's not even enough to meet the threshold for Sterling to reveal a player's batting average, which Sterling doesn't do until they reach 100 at-bats. I know that's asinine, but at least Sterling has a concept of a meaningful sample size, which you obviously do not.
2. Are you arguing that every at-bat that takes place in a World Series is by definition in a clutch situation just by virtue of it's being in a World Series? Does that mean that if a batter comes up in a WS game when the team is ahead or behind 10-0 in the eighth inning that's still a clutch situation? Obviously not.
3. If, in spite of the foregoing, you still stupidly want to argue that every WS at-bat is a clutch at-bat and that even 98 AB is a significant sample size, then you have to reckon with the reality that Jackson's career WS OPS was about 100 points lower than his overall career OPS: .755 to .846. I guess that means that, even by your own dumbass criteria, Jackson was not a clutch hitter, because he performed far worse overall in the WS than in the regular season.
4. If you want to reduce your argument to individual WS at-bats, then you're even more of a retard than you appear to be. But even by that criterion--just a handful of key at-bats in a WS--I guess Jackson really wasn't invariably clutch either, given his very unclutch famous strikeout against Bob Welch in the ninth inning with the game on the line. But this is the kind of incredibly stupid "reasoning" that comes from illiterate morons like you when someone tries to engage them in rational dialogue.
Read the BP Prospectus article I linked above and educate yourself to spare everyone further cringing at the sight of another or your retarded posts.
If Jackson was always a clutch WS hitter, how do you explain this moron?
https://www.espn.com/blog/sweetspot/post/_/id/48343/welch-versus-reggie-was-a-classic-moment
116 WS Plate appearances. 1.212 OPS.
Since when is Sept. 'clutch' when half the games are when the team has clinched or eliminated?
Since you haven't answered in 3 attempts, I can only conclude you're stupid and stubborn. As Dean Wormer would say, that's no way to go through life son.
...and buffalo mozzarella next time. I ordered a margherita pizza, not a buffalo chicken one.
What a f'ing tard. Jackson's SLUGGING in the WS was .755
...and HOLD the anchovies!
Right--in haste I misread slugging at OPS. But that means nothing, because we're dealing with a tiny sample size that has no meaning when discussing someone's CAREER TENDENCIES AS A PLAYER.
And contrary to your lie, I addressed ALL YOUR POINTS, and you addressed NONE OF MINE, except your for tangential "gotcha," which I fully acknowledge even though it deals with small-sample statistical noise, nothing meaninful.
Your only argument hangs on two untenable assertions: (a) a sample size so tiny for an entire career that it is statistically insignificant, and (b) the absurd notion that EVERY AT-BAT in a World Series is a clutch situation, which is ridiculous on the face of it. You consider 98 at-bats over AN ENTIRE CAREER to be a significant sample size? If so, YOU'RE A MORON. You think that EVERY at-bat in a World Series game is a "clutch" situation, simply by dint of taking place in a World Series, even if someone comes to the plate in the ninth inning with no one on base and his team ahead or behind by ten runs? If so, YOU'RE A MORON. So in addition to being inveterately stupid, you're dishonest. And even if one doesn't credit your asinine notion that every at-bat in a World Series in by definition clutch, there are glaring examples of Jackson NOT performing in REAL CLUTCH situations in the World Series--such as his famous strikeout against Welch in the ninth inning when the Yankes were behind 1-0. What happened there? Did Jackson suddenly lose his magical "clutch" powers? Or are you just a FUCKING MORON?
And what about the SIGNIFICANT SAMPLE size of his ENTIRE CAREER, not just the postseason? When you compare his numbers in clutch situations, they do not vary significantly from his overall offensive numbers, as you can see at the following--all of which makes a hash of your dumbass twelve-year-old "faith" in something that cannot be shown by empirical analysis of the kind that is evidently beyond you--except if you make nonsensical arguments that 98 at-bats is a significant CAREER sample and that every at-bat in a World Series is a clutch situation, both of which are too stupid to require further refutation. LOOK AT THE CAREER NUMBERS, DUMBASS, and learn the concept of significant sample size. You obviously flunked seventh-grade math and never went beyond it, which is why you ended up making as ass of yourself in public here.
Compare these CAREER clutch splits--which run into the THOUSANDS OF AT-BATS for each of about a dozen clutch categories (not just 98), and compare them to his overall career batting numbers--they're all about the same. ANSWER THAT, MORON. Try being honest and answering the points, instead of acting the frivolous twit.
https://www.baseball-reference.com/players/split.fcgi?id=jacksre01&year=Career&t=b
Plus, if you take into account Jackson's ENTIRE POSTSEASON career--not just the World Series--you get to a somewhat more significant sample size: 318 plate appearances, although still relatively tiny when you're talking about an entire career. But at that more reasonably large sample, his batting stats in THE ENTIRE POSTSEASON for his career again begin to regress to the norm of the his overall performance for his career: .885 OPS for the postseason, .846 for his entire regular-season career--a nominal difference. And the more plate appearances you compile for all career clutch situations, the more the numbers converge. WHICH IS THE SAME FOR ALL PLAYERS FOR ALL TIME. Hence the notion of a "clutch hitter" is a myth. Sorry, moron. Learn to think and reason. You're an embarrassment, a dunce, a twit, a moron.
And I must add--it seems that quite a few posters on this blog think it's hilarious to snicker at vile stereotypes of the working poor--the kind of people, increasing in number, who have to endure the drudgery of low-paying service-industry job in this rigged economy while barely surviving at povery level. You think your snickering about about makes you a cool guy, Rufus T. Asshole? No--sorry: it makes you a contemptible, callous piece of shit.
HAHAHA!
IS THIS DOUCHEBAG TRYING TO SAY REGGIE JACKSON WASN'T CLUTCH?
...IN OCTOBER NO LESS?????
WHAT????
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
GET HIM RUFUS!
YOU JUST SLAMMED THE DOOR ON THIS ASSHOLE!
GOOD NIGHT SWEET DOUCHE!
TH
I said NO anchovies!
I'm done responding to this toad. "Nobody can be clutch in the WS, because that's too small of a sample size. But, I'll use those numbers when I THINK it will help me." That's why they called Reggie "Mr. Average".
King of typos, like the one on his birth certificate that said "human". More like Abby Normal.
And no tip if it isn't here in 30 minutes!
Pizza boy, look up "logical fallacy" and try to comprehend regarding your posts. You might find it interesting between deliveries.
And I said NO FUCKING ANCHOVIES! Learn next time! No tip for you!
I didn't use the numbers--I said that it was too small a sample to be meaningful even as I cited it.
And you're a dishonest, stupid sleaze. You can't/won't resond to the many arguments and data presented to you--you just revert to fourth-grade japes.
You have not responded TO A SINGLE POINT that I've made. As you SO FUCKING DUMB that you think that an entire's career's worth of data in clutch situations is a "logical fallacy"? You think you're smarter than the writers at Baseball Prospectus, who laugh at crude imbeciles lie you? Why don't you respond to the BP article I linked? To the career data on Jackson's career that I linked? To the data on his entire postwar career that I linked? You're silent on all that. You know why? Because it makes a shambles of your stupid "thesis" and demonstratees that you're an uninformed boob. And your tag-team partner is a doofus who's even dumber than you--if such a thing is possible
Plus, you're a crude bigot who spews contempt and derision for the working poor and thinks that's somewhow clever. You're too dishonest and stupid to respond to the facts and data presented to you. You're one of the lowest specimens of humanity--mentally, emotionally, and ethically. I guess your parents must be very proud of the squirming little stupid worm they raised!
HEY ALL CRAPS--did you look at the links I provided? THERE IS NO SUCH THING A CLUTCH HITTER. THE NUMBERS PROVE IT IN EVERY CASE. BUT YOU'RE TOO MENTALLY LAZY TOO LOOK AT AND UNDERSTAND THESE NUMBERS. AN ANT HAS MORE INTELLIGENCE THAN YOU. YOU'RE THE DUMBEST FUCK I'VE EVER COME ACROSS, ANYWHERE.
HERE'S THE PROOF THAT REGGIE JACKSON WAS NOT A "CLUTCH" CAREER PLAYER.
Total career slash line (11,418 plate appearances):
.262/.356/.490/.846
Career slash line for 2 outs and RISP (1,416 PA):
.252/.378/.473/.851
Career slash line for late and close (1,847 PA):
.251/.352/.452/.864
Essentially no difference between Jackson's overall career numbers and overall numbers in clutch situations. SUCK ON THAT, MORONS!
So--I've not only proved that Reggie Jackson did not possess some magical "clutch" quality over the entirety of his career, but that Rufus T. Firely and All-Craps are just DUMB FUCKS--the latter proposition being really self-evident.
YOU LOST MOTHERFUCKER.
YOU LOST.
KEEP SAYING REGGIE WASN'T CLUTCH....
RUFUS DONE FUCKED YOU UP, BEE!
Oh really, All-CRAPS? Did your pal Dufus "fuck me up" by proving that I made up these numbers? That the numbers don't mean what they mean? And I'm "embarrassing myself" by being the only person to back up my assertions with EVIDENCE? Nice try, dopey.
I posted irrefutable EMPIRICAL EVIDENCE that there was no overall tendency by Jackson to excel beyond his normal offensive productin in clutch situations. And all you can post in return is your usual ALL-CRAP hysteria on the level of a preschooler? You obviously have a mental age of about seven. I'm quite sure that you never graduated from any kind of college. Logic and fact are alien to you. You're a subhuman specimen--the blog Caliban. Yuck.
Now tell me what is inaccurate about those CAREER NUMBERS, asshole. Or just shut the fuck up already and find some other forum in which to spread your stupidity like a dark stain.
Here it is, ALL-CRAPS. SUCK ON IT, DOPEY!
Reggie Jackson
Total career slash line (11,418 plate appearances):
.262/.356/.490/.846
Career slash line for 2 outs and RISP (1,416 PA):
.252/.378/.473/.851
Career slash line for late and close (1,847 PA):
.251/.352/.452/.864
ALL-CRAPS--I didn't just state that Jackson possessed no magical "clutch" ability in his career. I PROVED it, with the relevant numbers from his entire career.
You're retarded. You need some kind of professional caretaker.
NIGHTY NIGHT STAT-DOUCHE!
JUST BECAUSE YOU TOSS OUT A BUNCH OF "SLASH-LINES" THAT YOU BELIEVE IN, DOESN'T MAKE YOUR THEORY RIGHT.
YOU LOST, MOTHERFUCKER.
DEAL WITH IT.
Hey All-Craps--slash lines--known to nonretarded people as EVIDENCE.
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I just got off of my shift at The Pizza Pit. Mommy had a sandwich waiting for me in my basement apartment and I ate it. Then I picked my zits and changed out of my cool orange and red uniform. After I attempted to sooth my onanism, I decided the world should know of the depth of my baseball knowledge. I’m Stat Boy, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!
I really want the world to know about this great man who brought back happiness into my life again after my husband left me and the kids 3 years ago for another women online when i contacted Dr Believe he cast a love spell for me within 48 hours my ex husband start calling me and begging for forgiveness for everything that have happened between us. I was so happy to have my family back together with love again here is the email of Dr Believe via believelovespelltemple@gmail.com a man with the great powers you can also call him or add him on Whats-app: +2348156148821
God bless you
I am very grateful for your help in my marriage.
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