Posted at 1:57 PM on May 12, 2006
by Ben Tesch
Yes friends, I am of course speaking about Chronic Stadium Fatigue Syndrome. There is no cure as of yet, but I'm sure the pharmaceutical industry will be offering a pill post-haste.
PS. I propose we pronounce this disease (CSFS) as "Sisyphus", who (as the myth goes) was compelled to roll a huge rock up a steep hill, but before reaching the top of the hill the rock always escaped him and he had to begin again. Ah, sweey irony.
Posted at 4:44 PM on May 12, 2006
by Ben Tesch
Apparently Rick Sutcliffe was a little dazed and confused in his visit to the Padres broadcast booth, after a day of golfing (aka drinking) and going to a baseball game (aka drinking) with Bill Murray (aka drinking). In his credit, he quickly apologized. That now makes two broadcast booth gaffes in one month for San Diego. Yow.
Since we supposedly have a bunch of groundball pitchers, it might be good to know The Truth About the Grounder... although I still think Silva is lost without greenies. I guess we'll see on Sunday.
And speaking of Sunday, it's Mother's Day. John Brattain imagines what advice some player's mothers might have given to their kids.
Cross your fingers for another series win.