The comments from Boone quoted in the New York Post article were made yesterday, right after the second game of the doubleheader, before the result of Hicks's MRI was known, and before he had had a chance to meet with Cashman. So I don't take that response as definitive. The fact remains that Frazier was not in the Railriders lineup today, so maybe something is afoot. If he's not in Baltimore tomorrow night, then that will be definitive--he won't be getting a call-up.
Can't believe how much of a lag between radio and ESPN TV. You can listen and read, and if something happens you want to see, you can look up and see it 30 seconds or more later onscreen.
I play the radio through the At Bat app, and have to delay the TV by a few seconds. Usually I pause the TV when the pitcher is in the windup, and wait for John to say “the 1-1” and click play on the TV. After a few attempts I can sync them up perfectly. Completely worth it.
Mystique and Aura are not just dancers this year. There is something magical about almost everyone who steps in contributing immediately. And no, I don't believe in the Lovin' Spoonful.
Gee--I wonder why Parson Tom and JM haven't mounted the pulpit to ooze sanctimony about personal attacks after Dufus T. Caliban's unprovoked spew of vomit above. Could it be that both are dumbass hypocritical assholes? I would never say such a thing, but. . . .
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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. 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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. 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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. 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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. 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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. 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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. 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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. 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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. I’m Stat Boy!®™, and the world should pay for me being such a loser! I’m Stat Boy!®™
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Showing up on the 12th? Bring your mommy if you need to. She'd probably like to 'work the crowd'. You can even cower under her skirt if you need the safe space. Only when she's not 'working' the crowd.
This team (NYY) which looked so beaten by the KetchFux a week ago, has gained 7 games in the AILC since then, despite everybody except Ma and Larry getting banged around (and Larry might've been, if reports of his lidless mound trip last night are true).
Nothing to add except that Rick Porcello is my go-to TV disrepairman. Or disrepairperson, if you're easily offended by accurate description. Some folks are.
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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The comments from Boone quoted in the New York Post article were made yesterday, right after the second game of the doubleheader, before the result of Hicks's MRI was known, and before he had had a chance to meet with Cashman. So I don't take that response as definitive. The fact remains that Frazier was not in the Railriders lineup today, so maybe something is afoot. If he's not in Baltimore tomorrow night, then that will be definitive--he won't be getting a call-up.
ReplyDeleteJudge!!!
ReplyDeleteDid it seem like John forgot what the Judge call was for a moment? I guess it’d been a while.
ReplyDeleteWow, Stat douche is acting out his aspergers. Posting the same fucking thing over and over.
ReplyDeleteStat douche, if Frazier *isn't* called up tomorrow, will you go away forever? No one here would be disappointed.
PS, fat pussy troll, showing up on the 12th, or hiding under mommy's skirt?
Beau,
ReplyDeleteJohn sometimes goes for the Zen method of broadcasting. It comes with show tunes occasionally.
Can't believe how much of a lag between radio and ESPN TV. You can listen and read, and if something happens you want to see, you can look up and see it 30 seconds or more later onscreen.
ReplyDeleteJM,
ReplyDeleteThe pains we have to go through to listen to the Master and not Arod and Jessica Mendoza.
It's worth it...
(E)verything (S)ockian (P)romotional (N)etwork just had an interesting graphic.
ReplyDeleteTauchman (who should be in AAA instead of the red menace) leads the Yankees in the last month in BA and OPS.
The menace doesn't even lead Scranton.
Trigger warning for the fat pussy troll!
Sorry, too late.
I play the radio through the At Bat app, and have to delay the TV by a few seconds. Usually I pause the TV when the pitcher is in the windup, and wait for John to say “the 1-1” and click play on the TV. After a few attempts I can sync them up perfectly. Completely worth it.
ReplyDeleteGio!!!
ReplyDeleteBeau, thanks. I'll remember that.
ReplyDeleteMaybin double!
ReplyDeletePrice is toast. Ford ribbie.
ReplyDeleteHiggy! And they want innings out of Price tonight. Yikes.
ReplyDeleteTushie! 7-0.
ReplyDeleteWas he doing the French mistake?
ReplyDeleteHead case Price deserves it for not wanting to play for the Yankees.
ReplyDeleteSame goes for head case Chrissie Sale
I think so.
ReplyDeleteAnd that's all for sadsack Price.
Oh, and Tauchman sucks. Stat baby told me so.
ReplyDeleteTonight, he was Tanaka from last weekend.
ReplyDeleteTushman is a nice surprise. But one of many this year.
ReplyDeleteHa-ha!
ReplyDeleteMystique and Aura are not just dancers this year. There is something magical about almost everyone who steps in contributing immediately. And no, I don't believe in the Lovin' Spoonful.
ReplyDeleteA-Rod is a terrible announcer. But Blister Olney makes me want to puke.
ReplyDeleteA-Rod is a babbling idiot. Nobody worse. Intolerable.
DeleteOkay, A-Rod makes me want to puke too.
ReplyDeleteThat's why I have the radio on.
ReplyDeleteThe Cardinal's Appeal lets somebody do the work of Jesus. Just on the radio. What Minter's work is, I don't know.
Montero. Jesus.
ReplyDeleteDoes anyone remember when mmanagers would remove pitchers who were getting shelled? Or did I hallucinate Sparky Anderson?
ReplyDeleteArod and Mendoza are better than Remy and Yuckersley, but I still make the effort to sync the master over the interwebs.
ReplyDeleteAs in, they suck real bad, but NESN announcers suck worse.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely.
ReplyDeleteFucking Bradley.
ESPN may actually be worse than Fox. That's going some.
ReplyDeletePull Happ now.
ReplyDeleteDr. Smith: "The pain. The Paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin!"
ReplyDeleteHe should stay home with J-Lo. If u had his dough, I sure wouldn't work, but I guess his ego needs the airtime.
ReplyDeleteOh great. Cessa.
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of the great movie with the late David Heddison, The Fly.
ReplyDeleteHelp meeee. Help meeee...
DFA HAPP NOW
ReplyDeleteGet Gio into the trainer's room, put DJ at third. That was hard to watch.
ReplyDeleteUh oh. Torres.
ReplyDeleteGee--I wonder why Parson Tom and JM haven't mounted the pulpit to ooze sanctimony about personal attacks after Dufus T. Caliban's unprovoked spew of vomit above. Could it be that both are dumbass hypocritical assholes? I would never say such a thing, but. . . .
ReplyDeleteCessa did pretty good. He's been working it out lately.
ReplyDeleteYou get what you give.
ReplyDeleteI’m Stat Boy!®™
ReplyDeleteI 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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. 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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. 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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. 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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. 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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. 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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. 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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. 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 insult everyone, but claim I’m the one being picked on. I’m Stat Boy!®™, and the world should pay for me being such a loser!
I’m Stat Boy!®™
All Stat Boy!®™ rights officially licensed through TWW Enterprises, LLC. Distributed through FYH Productions, LLC
Trolls are ultimately just boring. As Oscar Wilde said, the ultimate sin.
ReplyDeleteStat Douche,
ReplyDeleteShowing up on the 12th? Bring your mommy if you need to. She'd probably like to 'work the crowd'. You can even cower under her skirt if you need the safe space. Only when she's not 'working' the crowd.
"Either these drapes go or I do."
ReplyDeleteSchedule shows Paxton and German pitching on the 12th. I sure hope it is German in the day game.
ReplyDeleteOh, yeah. Bye bye Boston.
ReplyDeleteBlanco repesado and mescal!
ReplyDelete16 in the loss column.
ReplyDeleteLove that they network feed kept showing the kid in the 'fucking savages' T-shirt.
"the" network feed
ReplyDeleteSweepy!
ReplyDeleteAs John said, they are way back in the loss column in the wild card.
ReplyDeleteHouston is now the only target.
Duque and Cthulhu's voodoo Juju is outstanding.
ReplyDeleteNow they get to go beat up on the orioles.
I hope Torres is OK. That would really suck if he goes on the EL.
This team (NYY) which looked so beaten by the KetchFux a week ago, has gained 7 games in the AILC since then, despite everybody except Ma and Larry getting banged around (and Larry might've been, if reports of his lidless mound trip last night are true).
ReplyDeleteNothing to add except that Rick Porcello is my go-to TV disrepairman. Or disrepairperson, if you're easily offended by accurate description. Some folks are.
That was a big Yankee win.
ReplyDeleteJM--what's worse than an arrant hypocrite and phony? A mediocrity. Congrats! You win on both counts.
ReplyDeleteTalk about a Pyrrhic victory. WTF happened?
ReplyDeleteEven Pyrhus doesn't envy the Yankees right now. I fear we have hit a Juju overload and it has spun out of control. Head for the shelters.
ReplyDeleteVery enjoyable watching the Boston morning news today.
ReplyDeleteThe tears are so refreshing. Like dew on the morning grass.
In Howard Cosell voice: "It's over!"
ReplyDelete
ReplyDeleteI 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.