Kiss My Goddamn Ornithologically Incorrect Ass

Y’know, logos and mascots such as myself are generally discriminated against in the world of baseball analysis, as in most other aspects of life. Supposedly, the rap on us is that we’re not good with the advanced math needed for today’s fancy-ass prediction making. And you know what? I’ll cop to that. I couldn’t tell […]

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Ninety Feet, Nine Inches, Year Zero

Sun-Times music critic Jim Derogatis braves a wild April snowstorm and heads to Cleveland to learn more about Nine Inch Nails’ frontman Trent Reznor’s love for music and baseball Trent Reznor takes a long drag from his cigarette before pausing to take a gulp of watery coffee on a cold afternoon in Cleveland. He’s well […]

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Que Seraph, Seraph

I am Metatron! Mouthpiece of the Almighty! Scribe of the Creator! Possessed of wisdom beyond all understanding! Speaking with the breath of the Divine! Enoch, transformed through primordial fire, seraphic eyes ablaze, torchlike! Walker at the side of God, His holiest company! I am Metatron! We have endured now two years in witness of the […]

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Bostoenology 101

If there’s one thing all baseball fans associate with the Boston Red Sox, it’s fine wine. And regardless of whether or not the previous statement is remotely true, next month will see the release of three unique wines that reflect the personalities of Red Sox stars. As a result, bourgeois yahoos from Great Barrington to […]

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Sister Reyes

Hey there, New York. And whoever else is out there, you might as well come on in too. Sit down. Make yourself comfortable. It’s a long season. Not many people know that the Rock n’ Roll Animal was and is a fan of the game from way back. Brooklyn born, baby. Jackie, Hodges, Pee Wee, […]

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Smuggla’s Blues

CROCKETT: You want to take down the Florida Marlins, Jesus Christ, you got your work cut out for you. TUBBS: So listen, and listen good. This group is young, they’re hungry, they’re ruthless. I bet my badge that within three years, these guys are either winning 100 games, or moving upwards of 2,200 kilos of […]

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My Butt, Dabney Coleman’s Back Hair, and the Atlanta Braves

I sat uncomfortably in the rock-hard azure seats at Atlanta-Fulton County Stadium. The sound was so loud that it stung my ears like the bees that attacked me when I was eleven years old and my father was emotionally distant and wasn’t paying attention to me or my mother or my brother Peter. But this […]

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The Money Store Does It Again!

Hello, Yankees fans! This is – what? We’re not what?… Well then, somebody’s gotta tell me when we’re… Oh, I see. I get it now… No, whenever you’re ready. You just give the, uh… the signal. Whenever you’re… Was that it? What? Oh. Okay. Hello, Yankee fans! We hope you’re getting ready for another exciting […]

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Tempest In a Teapot

Dear Travis Lee Fan Club members: It is with a sad sinking feeling in my heart that I send this month’s “T-Leaf Reading” to you all. After giving all that I could give to the fine District of Columbia, I, Travis Lee, have decided to leave our nation’s capital. It seems that the Nationals have […]

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An Inconveniently Great Team…and That’s the Truth!

Hello. I am proud to say that I am the mayor of America’s most beautiful metropolitan area: Seattle, Washington. We love our Mariners up here in the Emerald City, almost as much as we love our city’s rich tradition of music. (Yes, I am “down” with Seattle’s music scene; I grew up listening to the […]

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