Monday, August 25, 2008

Darrin Jackson is an Insufferable Tool-douche

I didn't think I could ever hate A.J. Pierzynski more than I did...yesterday. Then, today, I saw this. Holy fuck, what a shithead.

Worse, listen to Darrin Jackson actually defend Pierzynski's actions. His flop was embarrassingly Ginobli-esque, and whoever the Rays infielder was didn't even come close to hitting/touching/breathing on him. But that's all it takes, I guess--at least according to D.J.

All it takes to get fielder's interference, a violation never called, especially during rundowns, is falling over when not touched and being a petulant fucking child all the time. Well done, A.J.; your constant douchebaggery has finally paid off.

Actually, paid off in the playoffs in '05 when you ran to first after whiffing...even though you were called out...then, you were called safe. How do you, the biggest assmouth in the league this side of Milton Bradley, get away with this shit? Come to think of it, had Milton Bradley pulled this same stunt, he'd been ejected from the game and censured by all of baseball. Ah, being white...

The only thjing Michael Barrett did wrong when he punched Pierzynski was not walking up to the booth, through all the fans, and kicking that dickface Darrin Jackson in the balls.

Friday, August 22, 2008

A Modest Proposal

I think we should lop Soriano's face off.

So, with all due respect to that douchebag who wanted to eat babies and shit (I think I missed the point of his essay. He didn't really want to eat babies, correct?), I'm offering a proposal that would reciprocate the feeling that we, fair viewers, get when watching this clown play baseball.

I am baffled that a player with all the "tools" that Soriano has can look so fucking clueless on a daily basis. He can't play left field. He can't reach base. When the planets are aligned correctly and this shit-ass singles, he gets picked off.

The Reds series did it for me. The deciding run in that game was scored due to one of his lazy plays in left, when he let a pop up drop and roll past him--like a fucking t-baller. Obviously, his next at bat lasted approximately 8 seconds, culminating with a groundout, 6-3. It happened so fast FSN Cincy's cameras didn't even see it. Blame falls on both parties.

Watching Soriano is like seeing footage of a dog fight--you don't necessarily feel bad for the creature(s) involved, just for yourself for having to see it.

*Disclaimer* I reserve the right to enjoy the times that he hooks the ball down the left field line.

Thursday, August 21, 2008


Are we all done updating this piece of shit? I'm changing my name, and posting more often. Follow suit, all.

Monday, August 11, 2008

Blogger Relocation

I would like to apologize for the inactivity coming from the Hoosier Gamecock camp in the past few weeks. I have been going through a move for a new job, relocating from South Carolina to Orlando, Florida. I may be forced to alter my name, so any suggestions are welcomed. Hopefully I will get back to posting in the coming days or weeks, if anyone cares.

Congrats Jed.

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Jed's Getting Married

Whatta douche.