Breaking News: Brewer Outfielder Norichika Aoki traded to the Royals!
Guess what?!?! I just got his jersey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHH THE CURSE STRIKES ONCE AGAIN!!!!!!
In a few days I’ll be posting all the times the curse has got to me!
I should’ve known….. I should’ve of known…..
Fidel Castro, the cruel and harsh Cuban dictator, may have had an opportunity that could have altered the path of Cuba, history and his own life. Fidel Castro was a star pitcher at the University of Havana. It was always rumored that Fidel tried out for either the Washington Senators or the New York Yankees. So…what if? What if he had made the team?
This is more than baseball…this is world history.
Castro, one of the most cruel dictators in the world; could things have gone differently? He was one the most inhumane ruthless people in history. Let’s review how bad he was. Castro, a communist, lived in an obscenely luxurious palace, ruled with violent military force, while his own people would average an income of about 19 dollars a month. Human rights were being stripped from the people including: freedom of choice, freedom of religion, and freedom of speech. Embargos left the people hungry and without employment. Whoever would oppose him was imprisoned, many disappeared, and thousands were forced to flee Cuba. So many innocent lives and families were affected. Sadly, numerous people were tortured and killed.
Think about this. What would’ve have happened to Cuba if Fidel Castro made it to the bigs? Would so many lives still be ruined? Would another ruthless dictator just have taken his place in history? How would the Cuban missile crisis have turned out? Would it ever have happened at all? Would Cuba be communist? If they weren’t, would they be our allies? Could the Cold War have ended differently or at least the threats? Could world history have been totally different? What if headlines read, CASTRO THROWS NO HITTER! instead of CASTRO KILLS PROTESTORS????
It’s amazing to think . . . what would have happened if he had only made the team and been part of something awesome, like BASEBALL !?!?!?
What if…What if…
Sorry I haven’t post for a little while. Things have been crazy!
So…baseball is done for the year. Oh my Gosh!
What do I do with my life now? No baseball = END OF THE WORLD! NO LIFE….. HELP!
That sad moment when you accidentally start calling your friends BLUE! Sorry Cole and Ashley :)!
The stage is set for World Series 2013, number 109! I will despise the Cardinals as they take on the Red Sox. Regardless, this will be a series for the ages!
Here’s a post for Mark Newman at http://mlblogs.mlblogs.com/.
Sadly Mark, I have no cherished World Series memories because the Brewers have yet to make it in my lifetime. I don’t think it’s coming anytime soon either. I do have a postseason memory though. NLDS game 5, Diamondbacks versus Brewers. T-Plush (Nyjer Morgan, his wacky alter-ego :)) batting with a 2-2 count in the bottom of the tenth. Me, at the ripe old age of 11, sitting in the left field bleachers becoming an absolute nervous TRAINWRECK. I was literally shaking. Then, the amazing thing happened! T-Plush rips one up the middle and the BREWERS WIN!!!! THE BREWERS ARE MOVIN ON!!! ONLY 5 GAMES AWAY FROM THE WORLD SERIES. Baseball is back in Milwaukee!! Then the Brewers would advance to face the Cardinals….yes, the Cardinals, our arch nemesis. This series made my hatred of the Cards so much more intense. We would get whooped and the Cards would move on and eventually advance to the World Series. My tears of happiness switched to tears of absolute despair.
This will be a great series to watch! These two teams definitely deserve to be here.
I have a horrible prediction. It’s hard for me to admit, but the Cardinals will defeat the Red Sox for their 12th World Championship. What’s worse is that I will have to listen to the broadcasters and their love affair with Yadier Molina and “the gold plate on his chest symbolizing a Golden Glove winner……blah, blah, blah.”
The Cardinals pitching staff is just too good. Their offense isn’t too shabby, it’s one of the best. The Cardinals literally don’t’ have any holes in their pitching staff. All of these young pitchers don’t seem to be effected by postseason nerves as far as I can tell. Another big difference maker is the return of Allen Craig. He’ll be added to the roster tomorrow most likely and is coming back from his injury. Craig could be used as a DH to add yet another weapon for the Cardinals.
The Red Sox are very good with much talent, but I don’t think they can beat the Cardinals. On the Sox, I’m really looking forward to seeing how youngster Xander Bogaerts will do. He is the youngest player to start a postseason game since Babe Ruth. I’m rooting for the RED SOX and hope Big Papi will shine!!! This is one time when I hope my prediction is wrong!
Who do you think will pull out ahead? Who are the game changers? Share your great postseason memories!
Here’s a quick little fun video! I have much better dance moves! Just ask my friends!
I thought I’d write about one trait that sticks out as truly important to me as a ballplayer. That trait is “CLASS”. Mariano Rivera, of the Yankees, is one of the biggest class acts in the game of baseball.
My least favorite word I know is”SWAG.” What is swag to me? Swag, an ugly four letter word, is cockiness and loud. It’s that annoying conceited walk and air of aloofness that says, ”I’m the best and gonna show everyone.” It’s the “all about me” attitude.
Those players with “CLASS’” display confidence, not cockiness. You can hold your head very high, and let your actions speak for themselves. At least act intelligent….and PRACTICE….PRACTICE! -Allen Iverson (lol). Pick up your teammates, and nothing negative that would taint you or your team, other than critics. Stay out of trouble and act like a true gentleman.
I think sports and this country are losing class.
Sure, “Swag” gets you all the Chicks, sells jerseys to thugs, and may make you an absolute media frenzy. Their are even sites dedicated to “ who has the most swag.” Supposedly it’s ”cool” to have swag. I say stop walking like you have a stick up your butt dude. Class, though is different; It is not loud and boisterous and in your face. Class is quiet: it separates the boys from true men. It may not get you as much attention up front, but it is lasting and you’ll earn respect and honor. Respect and honor are my most cherished qualities that I would like to see in people. It defines who you are. Ryan Braun and Mike Trout are the swaggiest men (is that even a word?). Can you say you respect them…. no, they are just great ball players with great stats. But in my world that is not enough. To prove my point, I went to a Brewers game versus the Angels. I wanted to get Mike Trout’s autograph. He did a cocky walk over to us, pretending to greet fans and then sprinted away with a ”just joking” attitude. He was mocking the fans and loving getting flaunted over. Mike was not a nice man to us in any way, I saw no class in him. Ryan Braun, well……enough said.
Players like Trevor Hoffman, Chipper Jones and Prince Fielder = class. They are happy and grateful to their careers, teams and fans. Prince is a giant teddy bear. When I’ve met him he’s treated you like a true person. On the field and in the dugout, he was a leader and a team player.
The classiest man that just retired from baseball is Mariano Rivera. He has all of my respect. He is never dirty and there is nothing to trash about him. As much as I hate the Yankees, he is just one of the best.
The point of this is that class is becoming a lost trait. We need more of it. At the end of the day who do you look up to? An honorable man is timeless. You earn honor, don’t give it away.
Class truly beats swag. It defines who you are.
What are your thoughts on this topic? Who are your favorite “swaggy” players and “classy” ones?
Watch this hilarious video! What I love best, is that the fan has no reaction like he didn’t notice it.
Well, you’ve heard all about my twin, Soph’s clutchness. SHE HAS DONE IT AGAIN! I can’t believe I forgot to take pictures!! On Tuesday I went to the Brewer and Cub game for mini family reunion with our Chicago Cub relatives. We went early again to TGI Friday’s to eat some glorious pretzels! The ball catching begins! Sophie and I were yelling to players for balls. Sophie finally got the attention of reliever, Brandon Kintzler and he threw her a ball. Then the craziest thing happened. The ball bounced off the railing, hit our table, bounced off the wall, hit our table again, and shot right back to Kintzler in a matter of seconds. He threw it right back to us. Then another Brewer threw us a ball. And then when the Cubs took the field, they threw her a ball again.
After leaving the restaurant we split up to both get autographs. Soph…..OF COURSE gets another ball. I was unsuccessful at getting autographs, but again OF COURSE Soph ends up with an autograph from Cub’s players Logan Watkins and Brooks Raley.
I learned two valuable lessons that day:
1. My sister is very kind and has a soft heart – she walked over and handed one of her baseballs to an elderly Cub Fan sitting all by himself with a baseball glove on his hand. He had the biggest smile on his face.
2. Players definitely prefer to give practice balls and autographs to girls rather than stinky boys…………duh, I know.