We'll continue the season with our blog-type columns. Whenever the mood strikes, be it stats night on Monday, the middle of a West Coast game on Wednesday night, or maybe even a Friday morning before I leave for work, I'll come here and post entries. Sometimes it will be a paragraph or two, sometimes longer.

I'll make sure I put a date on everything so you can easily tell what's new from what you may have already read. So feel free to come to this page often, or continue checking in once a week as the stats update, to check out and catch up on the latest entries in what I hope to be a season long blog.

If anyone else has anything to contribute, I'll be more than happy to post it here, with all credit given to the author of course. And if we get one of our infamous 20+ reply e-mail threads going, I may also opt to copy that into this space as well so it's saved for all posterity.


June 26th, 2008

While Ray tries to find a legal loophole with which to fire himself, The Commish figures out which of his remaining six original players gets to extinguish his torch at the next team tribal council and Willie Randolph continues laughing uncontrollably ("They thought it was me! They really thought it was me!"), I bring you the latest New & Notes…

Let's begin with some catching up. I sat down to write this column almost two weeks ago, took a short break, got distracted, and never really got back into the writing chair again until now. So without further ado I'd like to wish everyone a belated Happy Father's Day! Way back in 1991 when we started this party, I never really imagined that (a) we'd get this far, still having a thriving successful league in 2008 and (b) we'd get this far despite most of us having kids when we got here! So in honor of my own very first Father's Day (which was quite cool I have to admit), for one-day only, I've added another category to the league rankings. In addition to Average, Home Runs, RBIs, Stolen Bases and Runs Scored, I introduce the newest offensive category; CHILDREN and the rankings by team.

CHILDREN

Team Total Pts
War And Misremembrance4716
There Will Be Swine313.5
Bang Your Head313.5
A-Rod Get Your Shine Box313.5
LGM08313.5
The Quat Thrusts!28.5
Intentional Walts28.5
The Rocket Rats28.5
Urine Denial28.5
The Hat Is Absent28.5
B12 & The Anal Fissures28.5
Two Jew Crew15
Pink Roid02.5
Houston We Have A Problem02.5
Clear The Fisk Pole02.5
I Slept With Jamie Lynn02.5

I believe I've got accurate counts there, don't I? Well at least that covers all the legitimate ones that everyone knows about right? Remember more owners on a team equals more kids. OK, I admit, I did exaggerate The Flinns totals a wee bit, but I was close wasn't I? After all, everyone who's seen Monty Python's "The Meaning Of Life" movie knows that the "Every Little Sperm Is Sacred" song was written for Mike Flinn don't they? Or to put it another way for you non-Pythonians, "as Juan Pierre is to the Stolen Base category Mike Flinn is to the Children category". It also might be worth noting, from a purely scientific and statistical perspective, that The Mighty Flinn aside, the teams with the most kids include the three teams currently in 14th, 15th and 16th place and one that until just recently was languishing in the cellar also. Among the teams with no kids are the 1st, 3rd and 6th place teams. Hmmm, we might be on to something here and adding this category might be a great way to balance out the league for those of us who don't have as much free time on our hands. But don't worry, none of us are about to send our kids to the orphanage to obtain fantasy baseball glory, are we? Or do I need to put in a rule that prevents the selling and trading of children for corner infielders and backup catchers? Oh, and be sure to check back in another 17 years or so when we add the "Grand Children" category. Or perhaps alternately, if this league's still around and we're all still doing this 34 years after we started I fear I might have to add a category for "Failed Marriages"…

On to Major League matters that have been pointed out to me by frequent column contributer, John "Pretty In Pink" Wrobel, I've been made aware that in Washington, catcher Paul LoDuca has returned from injury but that he hasn't gotten his starting job back as Jesus (as in "hey-Seuss") Flores continues to be the main backstop for the Nationals. Why is this you ask? Well put yourself in manager Manny Acta's sandals for a second here if you can. Would you want to be the guy who tells Jesus (as in "gee-suss") he's out of a job? I believe the last guy to try that was Pontius Pilate and I don't believe that worked out too well for him did it? Say, what if Flores just became say Shawn Hill's personal catcher? You think Shawn Hill's a fan of the band Depeche Mode? Well if he is, he could go around saying he has his own Personal Jesus! "Reach out and catch me. Your own. Personal. Hey-Seuss." Then, just when you thought I've non-sequitur'ed myself into a corner, I segue from Jesus to Christian as in the newest Yankee outfielder Justin "Sister" Christian, a recent call up from AAA. Yes you know where I'm going next, so sing along with me to the music of Night Ranger if you know the words…

Justin Christian oh the time has come

To get called up and be the one to play, today
We don't want much just a one-for-four
That would be good for your major league debut, it's true
Motoring! 'Round the base in flight
Make a diving catch in right
And you'll be on "Baseball Tonight"

Which reminds me of another great Night Ranger song called "Goodbye". Which for some reason I don't see on the iPod playlist that Willie Randolph, John McLaren and John Gibbons have been sharing around this last week? What did make that playlist? Well check it out and feel free to use it on your own iPod next time you get passed over for that juicy promotion at work:

  • "Bye Bye Bye" - N'Sync
  • "Goodbye To You" - Scandal
  • "Loser" - Beck
  • "Take This Job And Shove It" - Johnny Paycheck
  • "Won't Get Fooled Again" - The Who
  • "Leaving On A Jet Plane" - Peter, Paul & Mary
  • "Breaking Up Is Hard To Do" - Neil Sedaka
  • "Don't Know Much" - Linda Ronstadt and Aaron Neville
  • "Basket Case" - Green Day
  • "Disappear" - INXS
  • "Fade Away" - Bruce Springsteen
  • "Don't Go Away Mad (Just Go Away)" - Motley Crue

    Plus there's one more song I'd like to add to the playlist. "Willie, McLaren & John", written and performed by the Grammy nominated band Doug Quat & The Thrusters and sung to the tune of Dion's hit "Abraham, Martin & John"...

    Has anybody here seen my old friend Willie?

    Can you tell me where he's gone
    He PO'd a lot of people when the '07 Mets bit the big one
    I looked around Shea Stadium, and he was gone

    Has anybody here seen my old friend McLaren?

    Can you tell me where he's gone
    He PO'd a lot of people by playing Sexson every day
    I looked around Safeco Field, and he was gone

    Has anybody here seen my old friend John?

    Can you tell me where he's gone
    He PO'd a lot of people who liked Cito better
    I looked around the Rogers Center, and he was gone

    Didn't you love the way they managed ball games?

    Didn't they try to beat the O's and Twins?
    But you can't fire the whole team, as they say
    So, skip, you're out of a job today

    Has anybody here seen my old friend Billy Martin?

    Can you tell me where he's gone
    He hit a lot of people, and kept getting fired
    I think I saw him staggering over the hill
    With Willie, Gibbons and John

    Have you seen who replaced these guys? I mean as The Who sings in song #5 from our playlist above, "meet the new boss, same as the old boss". First we've got Jerry Manuel laboring in New York who in his very first game got into a dugout spat with Jose Reyes, then jokingly threatened to go "gangster" on his shortstop. Jerry, I'm not sure why you claimed this was a joke? I actually think going gangster might help this team. I mean, bottom of the 7th, Mets protecting a two run lead, Manuel calls timeout… walks to the mound… keeps walking past it into the outfield… opens up the bullpen door… and "say hello to my little friend!!!!"… Jerry also went on later in the week to call the Mets fans "fertilizer". Again, this is not a bad thing. We're going to need a lot of fertilizer to cover up that carnage in the bullpen so its good to know there will be plenty of it readily available at Shea. Dead, gunned down relievers don't count against the 40-man roster limit do they?

    Next up in Seattle we have Jim Riggleman. Yes this is the Jim Riggleman behind the glass (no it's Piggly Wiggly who did you think?). So what's his big managerial move of genius to improve his team? Moving Ichiro to right field to get the always dangerous bat of Willie Bloomquist into the lineup. Yes, like that's going to work out well. Bloomquist isn't even owned in our league for Jesus Flores sake! He'd be better off convincing new GM Lee Pelekoudas (Pella-who-this?) to trade their first baseman to the Mets in a straight up deal for Carlos Delfredo and then at least Omar Minaya can get some New York Post backpage press for going all Justin Timberlake and "bringing Sexson back"… Last but not least in this trio of new guys is this really Cito Gaston in Toronto? How old is this guy? And are you like me and only think about Disney's "Beauty & The Beast" when you hear his name? "No one wins like Gaston, brings pitchers in like Gaston, teaches young Alex Rios to hit like Gaston…"

    I see the Yankees, desperate for pitching in the wake of the Wang injury, have signed none other than Sidney Ponson to a minor league deal. Was this the only direction they could've gone in? I mean really. If they were looking for a washed-up, overweight pitcher with off-the-field issues I'm sure David Wells number is still in the Rolodex isn't it?… And when exactly did the Yankees ease up the restriction on facial hair? Yes, I'm talking about Jason Giambi's new mustache! Have you seen this thing? Well if he doesn't get that contract extension he's looking for I'd say that between this new 'stache and the golden thong, he'd certainly be ready for a career after baseball. Playing Harry Reems type roles in the 70s retro-porn industry that is! I wish I had a pencil thin mustache, then I'd be hitting homers too…

    Now the moment you've all been waiting for in this column, the George Carlin Tribute section! I've been giving this a little thought and I've come to the conclusion that in order to pay tribute to the greatest comedian ever (sorry Kev, I know you voted for Dice Clay), you must stay true to the original material. So please ignore all the "Seven Dirty Words" that you've seen other so-called fantasy baseball columnists come out with this past week, as they all believe that just by using a list containing seven things, this qualifies them as "staying true to the original material". No sorry guys, you're all pretenders when it comes to this stuff. Step aside nicely and let The Commish show you how it's done… The "Seven Dirty Words" that you can't say when talking about fantasy baseball on television are: (and to get the full effect you'll want to read them fast, just like Carlin says them in the original skit)

    hit, miss, bunt, fungo, bat-chucker, Duchscherer and Schmidts (both Mike and Jason!)

    Like Eminem in "Eight Mile" I dare any poser out there to top that! Now for those of you who want to see the original one more time, I've included an embedded YouTube video of the routine. Below that are two more vids, the first one is the great skit where Carlin compares and contrasts baseball and football and the last one being the infamous "It's Not A Sport Because…" skit. Randomly placed landmines on the field! Hey, this might finally be the reason that convinces some team to bring Barry Bonds back! You've got about 25 total minutes of video here so plan accordingly and please keep in mind that unless you're Kevin Kelly, have a good set of noise cancelling headphones or have your own office with a closeable, heavy, sound-proof wooden door these are most definitely NSFW; which stands for "not safe for work"!

    "Seven Dirty Words"

    "Baseball And Football"

    "Sports"

    June 12th, 2008

    Hello everybody, DJ Johnny J here taking you back, back, back in the Way Back Machine. Back to the day everyone's referring to when they say "back in the day". Not quite back as far as Montreal Expos outfielder Boots Day mind you, but we're definitely kickin' it old school, Charles Finley style, as I reach into the vinyl stack and pull out some wax that come on baby would've lit Bill Veeck's fire on Disco Demolition Night in Chi-town! From the days when it was cool to be a Royal, when Freddie Patek stood tall and Amos Otis had us saying "Ohm-us Ate-us". This one goes out to Dougie Q; and the "Q" stands for Quagmire, giggity! giggity!, who has requested a trip back to '76 with K.C. and the Sunshine Band, as they sing prophetically about a modern day reliever from The House of the Rising Sun, in "Shake Yabuta"…

    Yasuhiko, check out the score, let's dance

    Trey Hillman to the mound, give the man a chance

    Shake shake shake, shake shake shake

    Shake Yabuta, Shake Yabuta

    You can throw the curveball, very well

    You're better than Soria, we can tell

    Oh, Shake shake shake, shake shake shake

    Shake Yabuta, Shake Yabuta, aah!

    {sound of needle abruptly scratching a record} OK, you can all stop dancing now. Sorry 'bout that, hope nobody threw out a hip or anything there, I realize we're all not Chris Young anymore… Hey, since you mentioned Chris Young, what do you think the San Diego pitcher's been doing with his free time now that he's on the DL? Well I'm guessing he's spent some of that time making a really nice voodoo doll and teaming up with Josh Bard for some Kill Bill style revenge! See how quickly Albert Pujols went down with that calf injury the other night? Couple of well placed pins in the proper location (well at least we can presume they were aiming for the calf, no?), one by the pitcher and another by the catcher that Albert took out a few weeks ago and blamo, down goes Frazier, eh, Pujols…

    Staying with the angry Padres theme here I'm perusing the box scores a few days ago and I see this new name appear in the San Diego pitching stats: C. Guevara. No, it can't be I say? Does the "C" really stand for what I think it does? Is this actually the famed revoultionary Che Guevara? Well given the proliferation of Cuban pitching prospects these past few years I actually went back and did some math before I realized that (a) the "C" stands for Carlos, (b) Che would be 80 years old right now and (c) he's dead! But you have to admit it wasn't really that much of a stretch was it? You don't really have to go too far to find an 80 year-old virtually dead pitcher from Cuba do you? I mean, El Duque's still high-kicking it in extended spring training isn't he?…

    Meanwhile also somewhere in Florida… I'm told that Dan Uggla's wife recently had a baby girl. Now of course this is fantastic news, or is it? How quickly would you get married if you were female and had a last name of Uggla? Actually, I think marrying quickly isn't even your top priority here. First I'd try to make it out of third grade with some self-respect and dignity still intact! They named the baby Alexandra, which is a whole lot nicer name than other choices they could've gone with. Could you imagine if they named her "Vera" or "Frieda"? The first one's self-explanatory if you consider her nickname would be "Veerie" and the latter would allow her to sign as "F. Uggla". Poor girl indeed… Thank you to Pinky "J.W." Tuscadero for the bringing the comedic potential of this one to my attention…

    Who else's daughter can we talk about next? How about Neil's girl Krista who I hear was quite impressive in her Tee Ball debut, going 3-for-3 with 2 RBIs! You go girl! She was so impressive in fact that after the game Neil immediately claimed her off of waivers and dropped Dmitri Young from his Two Jew Crew roster… Also looking to earn a spot on the Crew pitching staff is our own Alex Lerman who I read has led his Little League squad to an undefeated regular season. Alex also led the league in cheap saves by the way, no sorry I just can't let that one go can I? Alex's coach is none other than Papa Bruce, who now hopes to ride his son's arm to the championship and the obvious coach of the year honors that would go along with such a feat. But "Holy Belicheck Batman!" somebody call Commissioner Gordon as rumors have been circulating amongst the other coaches that Bruce has been stealing signs, accounting for all the lopsided scores and cheap save opportunities! Bruce vehemently denies all rumors (and also those about the Winstrol as well), but did receive a new Canon DC-210 digitial camcorder for Hannukah last year. Hmmm, anyone named Matt Walsh listed in the Parsipanny phone book?… Neil says he'll sign Alex if he can get through the post season unscathed as he's been looking for a replacement for Yovani Gallardo for some time now. Yovani? What kind of a name is that for a good Jewish boy? Go play in the yard with your brother Shlomo and his new friend Alexandra Uggla…

    Changing the subject because what kind of a segue can you hope to do with the word Shlomo, especially considering we've already done the instant replay (i.e. "slo-mo") thing a few weeks back. I think I've finally found the smoking gun in this whole Roger Clemens thing. According to the New York Daily News Roger Clemens, among other athletes, used Viagra to improve their athletic performance. Viagra as a PED, who knew? And remember the "P" in PED stands for "performance" here, not the "P" it usually enhances! The story goes on to say that Clemens got the pills from a teammate (the 80 year old El Duque perhaps?) and kept them in a GNC vitamin bottle in his locker. The article also quotes BALCO founder Victor Conte as saying, "All my athletes took it." Wow! So does this explain the need to go gallivanting with the likes of Mindy McCready, Mrs. John Daly and Kentucky Derby runner-up Eight Belles? If nothing else it kind of bring a new meaning to the term "getting it up in the zone" doesn't it? Now you'll recall that the Daily News also broke the Jason Giambi goose that laid the golden thong story as well. Viagra, golden thongs and A-Rod living happily together in the Yankee clubhouse. No wonder Joe Torre left town! What will we hear about next? I fear this isn't going to end until we get cell phone pictures of Don Zimmer in women's underwear. Now that folks, will certainly qualify as "Uggla"…

    Hey, I just figured out my missing segue but it's too late to go back now so let's just pretend we've gone from Shlomo to Coco OK? As in Red Sox outfielder Coco Crisp who incited a benches clearing brawl with the Devil-less Rays the other night. After having a James Shields pitch whiz into his hip in retaliation for a menacing slide the previous night, Coco went loco! One might even say he went koo-koo (for Coco Puffs), charging the mound and narrowly avoiding a right hook from Shields by going all "Neo dodging the bullet in The Matrix with the sideways twist". When the dust settled, and the players separated, Coco was crisply suspended along with 6 other players for their part in the fracas but more importantly, no one was hurt, no one got a "golden thong wedgie" and there's absolutely no truth to the rumor that the Sox are going to sign Kimbo Slice to replace the injured Big Papi the next time the Rays come to town…

    But guess who is hurt again? San Diego pitcher Mark Prior, who is now out for the season yet again with guess what? If you took "bum shoulder for $200" you are a winner! Prior's scheduled for yet another shoulder surgery so I just have to ask who at the HMO keeps clearing these by the way? Isn't there a limit on these sort of things? You Aetna folks, can I get a ruling here? But seriously, how many seasons now has this been with a season ending injury? They shoot horses for less than this don't they? Hey maybe they need to rename the Western Metal Supply Company building that serves as the left field wall at Petco Park? I say they call it the Western Glue Factory. I'm sure plenty of Cubs fans will agree with me on this one. Oh and don't think Mr. Prior's going to be the first occupant though. I hear that Big Brown's already got a bottle of Elmer's with his name on it. What can Big Brown do for you? Well if you've got any broken ceramic figurines, an airplane model that needs to be assembled or simply two pieces of construction paper that you need held together then you might want to give Rick Dutrow a call over at the newly re-named Western Supply…

    With the price of gasoline so high these days are you looking for a cheap source of fuel? Well look no further than the right field bullpen at Shea where the New York Mets relievers continue to pour the petrol on the fire! The Gasoline Alley Crew has now blown something like six of the last eight games in which the Metropolitans starter has come out of the game in the 6th or 7th inning with the lead. Continuing to come up with new and creative ways to give us fans agita how about Scott Schoeneweis' "piece de resistance" the other night in San Diego? The very rare "walk off hit by pitch"! Mr. Schoeneweis? See that building over there in left field? Go. There. Now. Things have gotten so bad, that I heard that Mr. Met hasn't needed to fill the bullpen car up in months. Great, so Omar, how about we take all this money you're saving on gasoline and go get your team a decent reliever? Just pick up the phone and give Kansas City Royals GM Dayton Moore a Ya-booty call. Shake, shake, shake? Or maybe we can get Che Guevara in here to pitch to (Ramon) Castro? It's broken, let's fix it. I know where to get some really good glue! Need I say more? Please pardon me now while I end this column by first dipping this long stick covered in an oiled rag between Duaner Sanchez and Billy Wagner then lighting Joe Smith on fire…

    June 5th, 2008

    …"I, Mrs. Flinn, do depose and state, in early April 2008, my husband Michael told me that he had had a conversation with his brother Jim in which Jim admitted to using human growth hormone to enhance their team's chances of winning the Full Monty Fantasy Baseball League…"

    U.S. Senator: Mr. Flinn, once again I remind you, you are under oath. You have said this conversation with your brother Michael never happened. If that was true, why would his wife remember Michael telling her about the conversation?
    Jim Flinn: Once again, Mr. Congressman, I think he misremembers the conversation that we had. Mike and I's relationship was close enough to know that if I would have known that he was - had done HGH, which I now know, that he - if he was knowingly knowing that I had taken HGH, we would have talked about the subject. He would have come to me to ask me about the effects of it.
    U.S. Senator: Well, the fact is, Mr. Flinn, that apparently now you know he knew it and he didn't tell you. Has your mind changed about his credibility?
    Jim Flinn: Mike's a fine gentleman. I have no reason, again -
    U.S. Senator: Very well.
    Jim Flinn: I think he misremembers.
    U.S. Senator: Very well.

    Very well indeed! This week's new first place team, Michael and Jim Flinn's War and Misremembrance squad as they knock the Pink Flamingo from his perch. Now we'll never really know whether or not the Brothers Flinn went the PED route to get their team into first place but I can tell you with certainty that their two catchers are HGH-free for sure. How do I know this? Well count the number of homers between them thus far. That's right, the math is so simple a double amputee can do it without a calculator. Zero homers from their backstops thus far. Making them quite possibly the first team in league history to take over the top spot with a power outage behind the plate. Although I recall a few of Ian's teams, back in the day of the original Two Jew Crew, that had two Triple-A catchers on the roster come May. This was done by design, because he didn't want them dragging down his batting average. So it's into league's history books I go later tonight to see what I can see. Meanwhile, kudos to the Flinn boys, you done your mama proud. Now if you would both pee in the Dixie cup provided and leave it there on the counter on your way out that would be great…

    While we're on the topic of winners, I see that the 2008 National Spelling Bee was won by 13 year old Sameer Mishra (and no he doesn't work for me) after spelling the word "guerdon" in the 16th round. The word is pronounced like "gird-in" means "a payment or reward". Forced to use this one in a sentence I might have to say "a guerdon the hand is worth two in the bush", no? Anyways, so yes this is cool that the kid knows how to spell these obscure words but the winning word was what, 7 letters? Come on, let's throw these child geniuses a real challenge and have the Full Monty Fantasy Baseball Spelling Bee. I bet we have a winner before the 6th round as kids are forced to spell words like "milewski", "mientkiewicz", "isringhausen", "saltalamacchia", "mastrangelo", "jurrjens", "matsuzaka", "endison", "asdrubal", (rock me) "amezaga" and of course "d'alessandro" (with one "L" and two "S"es). Marc's been in the league for how long and I still can't spell his last name right…

    I hear they're remaking that dolphin movie "Free Willie" again. Yes, checking out the information floating around the 'Net I've found that the movie will star Mets GM Omar Minaya and that mascot from the Florida Marlins and will be titled Free Willie (Randolph From His Contract). Just for the record, I've taken an informal poll of all my Met fan friends, yes both of them, thank you Bruce and Mr. Robinson. As far as we're concerned Carlos Delgado, no matter how big a comeback he may have in the second half, is officially dead to us! Matter of fact, the Mets powerless, washed up, no range, weak hitting, Mendoza line flirting first baseman might as well just change his name from Delgado to Delfredo and call it a career… Nice touch recently by the Phillies to resign longtime catcher Mike Lieberthal to a one-day contract so he could retire from baseball as a member of the team he spent his best days with. Along similar lines, I am hereby allowing Neil Eskow and Marc Rabin to pick up Lieberthal for one day, preferably on the Sabbath, so that he can also retire as a rightful member of the Two Jew Crew…

    Wow have times changed or what? Here's a "remember when" from back in the day when Lieberthal was a young catcher and Ian was still running the Jew Crew. I just read on ESPN.COM that former major league player Willie Mays Aikens was released from federal prison in Jesup, Ga., early Wednesday morning after spending nearly 14 years behind bars. So you're thinking who is Willie Mays Aikens, right? No, he's not the guy from the movie "Major League", that was Willie Mays Hayes ("I hit like Mays, and I run like Hayes." "The American Express Card, don't steal home without it!"). Aikens, you might recall, was a first baseman for the Kansas City Royals who was sentenced to more than 20 years in prison after a 1994 incident in which he was found guilty of crack cocaine distribution, bribery and gun charges. Heck, they threw the freakin' book at the guy didn't they? An All Star first baseman gets 20 for crack cocaine back in '94? Guess they were a little tougher on the drugs back then, eh? Do that now and you're lucky if you get a footnote on page 432 of The Mitchell Report…

    Well, lots of guys who've been around a long time (like since Aikens had his mug shot taken), have been coming close to some statistical milestones this week. First, we've got Chipper Jones (Larry! Larry!) reaching 400 homers for his career. Next, Manny Ramirez hit his 500th (and 501st) last week and we're just days away from Ken Griffey doing the Ding Thing for the 600th time in his storied career. Gee, the 400 Club, the 500 Club and the 600 Club. And now it's time for the 700 Club, with your host Pat Robertson…

    Another milestone this past week was reached when Randy Johnson struck out the 4,673rd batter of his career to pass Roger Clemens for 2nd place all time on the career strikeout leader board. But not to worry Roger fans as The Rocket still leads the Big Unit in illegitimate affairs by a wide margin that I don't believe Johnson can match, especially with the advent of high definition television. Some things are just not made to be seen that well. Eva Longoria in hi-def? C'est magnifique! I could even handle Evan Longoria in hi-def, considering the Rays game was interesting. But Randy Johnson in all his 1080p glory? Let's just say he won't be endorsing Sharp Aquos anytime soon…

    Anyone catch this mixed martial arts fighter, looks like Clubber Lang from the Rocky 3 movie (I pity the fool!), on TV the other night? As I'm watching him pummel his opponent into submission all I could think of was the Korean pitcher whose career just went into a slow death spiral after giving up those game winning homers in the 2001 World Series. Not sure why exactly but it probably had something to do with the fighter dude's name: (Byung-Hyun) Kimbo Slice… From the Separated At Birth Department I bring you Cincinnati Reds pitcher Aaron Harang and Chris Griffin, the son from the TV cartoon "The Family Guy". Don't believe me? Do a Google Image Search then call me a liar if you can…

    Speaking of cartoons and old players I'm sure you all remember the Simpsons episode "Homer At The Bat" that aired in the cartoon's third season (which I believe Wille Mays Aikens was allowed to watch from prison). Well how well do you remember that episode actually? Well thanks to our own Doug Quat, we can find out fairly quickly. The link below this paragraph will take you to a 9 question quiz about that episode that Doug found out there on the 'Net. Click the link, take the full quiz, see how well you do and come back here to finish the column. Oh, and since we're a Simpsons themed league, if anyone gets less than an 80, please turn in your franchise to Smithers at the end of the season. Good luck!

    http://www.mentalfloss.com/quiz/quiz.php?q=333

    Now that you're back, a nice tidbit about this episode and some speculation from Doug Q follows and I quote… "This episode ran in '93, and Griffey is the only remaining active player. But I wonder if that nerve tonic he became addicted to and led to his gigantism contained HGH and helped his longevity? Since Roger and Jose were also in the episode, the odds are pretty good." Indeed I say, and by logical extension can't we also assume that Mr. Burns, and perhaps more importantly Smithers, were at Jose Canseco's pool party? Because we all know about Smithers weakness for pool parties. Perhaps there's a picture of Smithers and Brady Anderson in Canseco's hot tub? Not that there's anything wrong with that! And as Doug goes on to say "…plus, as we know, prior to becoming a nuclear power mogul Mr. Burns was a scientist (albeit a physicist, not a chemist). I'm sensing a BALCO connection with Victor Conte. In fact, I believe BALCO originally stood for Burns Amalgamated Liquid Chemical Operations…"

    Finally, if congressional testimony, spelling bees, Carlos Corleone, retiring Jews (I want to go to Miami!), crack heads on parole, Randy Johnson in HD, bad-ass MMA fighters with Korean sounding names and Homer Simpson wasn't enough for you, I leave you with this quote from Tigers manager Jim Leyland. Leyland was explaining why Carlos Guillen was limited to designated hitter duties, and he added that the Tigers' third baseman "has been playing with hemorrhoids that probably need to be lanced" and "he can hardly move." Lanced? Yikes! So who knew Lance Berkman was a proctologist? And before I get myself into any more trouble.. 'nuff said! Commish out…

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