Showing posts with label Boston Sucks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Boston Sucks. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 23, 2021

Not at this time

 

John Glenn was a lousy politician but he did say one thing in his life that made sense. When they asked him how he felt about sitting in his rocket ship about to blast off he said: I felt exactly how you would feel if you were getting ready to launch and knew you were sitting on top of 2 million parts — all built by the lowest bidder."

So yesterday I get a call from my doctor to tell me he has the vaccine and I am eligible because of my age and my underlying condition. He asked if I wanted the shot. I said not at this time. He asked me why. I said "That shot is made by Johnson and Johnson. You know who owns Johnson and Johnson. The guy who owns the Jets. Why would I ever take a shot from the guy who owns the Jets?"

He couldn't disagree.

This shot is very dangerous. It killed Marvin Hagler. The guy got hit in the face for ninety rounds by angry moolies and didn't have a mark on him. One needle and he is dead.

Closer to home my 82 year old mother-in-law took the shot. Ten days later she had a mini stroke. Coincidence? I think not. We know a school teacher who took the shot and ten days later dropped dead. I bet there are thousands of cases like that which are being covered up by the media and the government. I don't know if I will ever be able to travel again if I don't get the shot but I am going to stick it out as long as I can.

When Mom was in the hospital they only allowed one visitor at a time. When it was my turn I told her a story about strokes. You see there were these three old ladies sitting on a bench at a park in Florida. A guy wearing a raincoat comes up and opens it up and he is naked and his pisca deal is hanging out. The first lady had a stroke. The second lady had a stroke. But the third lady didn't have a stroke. You know why?

Her arms were too short.

Wednesday, May 27, 2020

My All Time Fielding Team: Shortstop and Third Base

I want you to realize that as much as I love the Yankees I have to be fair and pick the best fielders regardless of what team they are on. (Except the Red Sox or the Mets which doesn't matter because they suck anyway)

Best Shortstop: Ozzie Smith


There isn't even a close second. He is by far the best I have ever seen. Now there are a lot of slick fielders I have seen through the years. Mark Belanger. Gene Michael. Even that punk piece of shit Rey Ordonez. Still none of them could hold a candle to the Wizard of Oz. I once saw him turn four double plays in a double header in Shea Stadium. He was the real deal.

Best third baseman: Brooks Robinson


This is a tough one because I could have easily picked Graig Nettles. Or Clete Boyer. Or Celerino Sanchez. But I have to give the devil his due.

America got to see how good Brooks was in the World Series. Unfortunately I got to see him rob the Yankees all the time. He was the best day in day out. A gentlemen. Somebody you could respect and wished were on your team.

Thursday, January 23, 2020

When a TV show uses a real persons name for a fictional character.



So last night I was minding my own business watching the stupid Chicago shows when I burst out laughing. You see on Chicago PD  they had a character who played a corrupt drug dealing cop. His name?

Jake Gibbs..

You know the old Yankee catcher from the 1960's. He was the transition between Elston Howard and Thurman Munson. I remember talking to him on the first base line one game in the late sixties. Just like the kid in this commercial. I got one of his bats at Bat Day.

Jake was a great all around athlete. A star quarterback at OLe Miss he was named to the All American team and was SEC player of the year in 1960. He is in the college football Hall of Fame. Jake decided to play baseball even though he was drafted by both the Cleveland Browns and the Houston Oilers of the old AFL.

This commercial brings back a lot of memories. Jake Gibbs. Steve Hamilton. Roy White. Hector Lopez. All of my favorites from the old Yankees of the Horace Clarke era. They were losers but we still loved them. It was inbetween the Mickey Mantle Yankees and the Billy Martin Yankees. The commercial is amazing too! Imagine promoting a boy and his Dad flying away to see a ball game! There would be a revolt and a protest because it wasn't a girl or the kid wasn't gay or transsexual. Simple traditional love of the game would be demonized. Along with a gasoline company. Retarded Swedish girls would run into the commercial and scream "How Dare You!"

The world was a simpler place when Jake Gibbs was squatting behind the plate. Why did some dumb ass TV show have to soil his name? Is nothing scared?

Wednesday, January 22, 2020

The Babe Abides


"Babe I want to introduce you to Professor Abraham Erskine who has invented a new Super Serum. He has created the Super Hot Dog."
"Hello Mr. Babe it is great to meet you."
"Hey you sound like a Kraut. Are you a Kraut? I am half Kraut."
"I am German Ya. I want you to sample my new Super Dog. The biggest hot dog in the world."
"I thought that was Ty Cobb? All right I will give it a try."
"Hold it above your head Babe we want to get a picture."
"Sure Keed. Hey Kraut get me some kraut. And mustard."
"Sure thing Babe."

Thursday, January 16, 2020

The New York Mets.... the Democratic Party of Baseball


So the Mets have a big press conference to announce Carlos Beltran as their new manager. Seemed a good fit. He had a long storied career and played for both the Yankees and the Mets so he knows New York and the media he would have to face. Suddenly reality intruded.

It seems that good old Carlos was part of the sign stealing by the Astros that has resulted in their manager and general manger getting fired even though they had won the World Series in 2017 and beat out my Yankees to go to the series last year. In addition the Red Sox manager Alex Cora was also fired as he was going to be suspended for a year for stealing signs. So the idiot Mets fired Beltran before he ever managed a game even though MLB brass said he would not be suspended.

What an utter load of politically correct bullshit. Sign stealing was a part of the game ever since Abner Doubleday first rubbed a ball on the mound. Or rubbed a mound with his balls. Or something like that there. Now they made it a federal crime and are suspending and firing people for it. Jackie Robinson was famous for stealing signs. Also stealing stuff out of the white guys lockers but that's another story. Ty Cobb stole signs in between beating up black porters and disabled people. Babe Ruth never stole signs but that was only because his belly was too fat for him to see the catcher. Still and all there is nothing wrong with stealing signs. This political correct crap has to stop.

That's why the Mets are like the Democrats. They want to cater to the politically correct and stay on the right side of the bosses. Do you think George Steinbrenner would have fired Billy Martin for stealing signs. He only fired him for beating up mash-mellow salesman. But he would give him a raise for stealing signs especially if he had won the Series two years ago and went back there this year. The Mets are so stupid that most of their audience will be felons who got released without bail and were given Mets tickers to encourage them to show up in court. Imagine your sitting there next to guy with prison tats and MS13 t shirt and he says "Hey chico how you get you tickets man?" "Why stub hub my good man. How did you get yours?" "I stabbed a bitch."

Just another reason to prove that the Mets suck.

Oh yeah and for my good friend Lem.

BOSTON SUCKS

Monday, October 21, 2019

Astros beat Yankees? How did George Jetson's Dog get into the American League?

So the Houston Astros beat the Yankees in the playoff's last night. They won fair and square. I still can't get over a team that was originally named after Billy Dee Williams favorite beverage. When I think of the Astos I just don't think of an American League Team. I think of the Tigers or the Orioles or even the hated Red Sox. But the fuckin' Astros. Stop.

When I think of the Astros I think of Harry the Hat Walker as the manager and the Toy Cannon as their best player. Yes Jimmy Wynn was the man back in the day. Of course he sucked when he came to the Yankees. He was past it. But back in the day he put up some impressive numbers.

The Astros had some tough series with the Mets back in the 1980's but I really didn't pay much attention to them. They were an obscure West Coast Team in the other league like the Diamondbacks or the  Dodgers. Who gives a shit about them.

Anyway congratulations Astro guys. Take the mantle of self righteousness of the American league and defend our honor. Against Washington. Hey who is the manager of the Washington team. Ted Williams?

Nah. That can't be right.

Saturday, October 19, 2019

Memories.....Misty water-colored memories of the way we were!

 I used to love Bat Day. Remember those? That was when you went to Yankee stadium and they actually gave you a bat. It was inscribed with the name of one of the players. The first one I ever got was an Elston Howard bat in 1965. That was a real bat. It was heavy. To heavy for a young Trooper York to use in the softball games we used to play in Carroll Park or Red Hook field, You see we used to go to the park with a team made up of kids from the block. We would bring our gloves and bats and a couple of clinchers and get into a game. Sometimes it was almost a tournament. You kept the field if you won. It was usually a triple header. 

I always would bring my Jim Lyttle bat that I got in 1970. It was perfect. It wasn't too heavy and I could whip it around like a wiffle ball bat which is what I had the most practice using. I loved that bat.

Thursday, October 17, 2019

Good luck to the Yankees


I haven't been talking about the Yanks much these days. I have been following them but not in the obsessed way I used to back when I had season tickets. To be honest when the core four retired I sort of lost interest in the new guys. I sometimes listen to the radio at night to the games.

I think it is hilarious that we are playing the freaking Astros. WTF!

The world is upside down.

If only the Boss had lived to see it.

Thursday, June 27, 2019

Whose your Dada!

So nice of you to visit me here in Scotland. I only wish my good friend Donald Trump could have stopped by when he was in the neighborhood. But the dirty English would not let him visit any of his golf courses so we didn't get a chance to say hello.

I wanted to ask him to do me a favor. I want him to check on my only son. My beloved boy. My David Ortiz. He seem to be in trouble all the time these days.

Thursday, May 30, 2019

RIP BIll .....I forgive you for the Five Grand



I just heard that Bill Buckner the classic Red Sox player has passed away at the early age of  69, It appears that he suffered from dementia which is really sad. I feel responsible because I put a curse on him because he cost me five grand.

Thursday, March 28, 2019

WKRLEM TV: Back in the Day



Back in the day all of my friends were Mickey Mantle fans. We didn't know about how he drank and how he abused his body and hurt the team by not taking care of himself. It seemed that everybody loved Mickey. Except for me.

My Dad was a big time Mets fan. He hated the Yankees but he still took me to the game all the time because I loved the team. He never liked Mantle. But he was a big Roger Maris fan.

You see he told me Maris was a working mans hero. He went out and did the job. He was very successful even when his own fans hated him because he beat out the golden boy for the home run title. Because he beat the great Babe Ruth's record. He was what was an ordinary talented guy who reached greatness in one unforgettable season. He was sort of the underdog. So my Dad rooted for him. So did I. It was the beginning of my rooting for the scruffy Yankees and not the classy Yankees. The Bad Asses and the Assholes. Billy Martin. Johnny Elllis. Thurman. Sweet Lou. Ricky Henderson. Jim Leyritz. David Wells.

Still and all everybody loved the Mick.


Play Ball

Today was opening day at Yankee stadium. I once had a consecutive streak of going to 36 Yankee opening days back in the days of my youte.

My first opening day was in 1964 in the old Yankee Stadium. The great Yankees were making their last hurrah that year with Yogi as the manager. Mickey. Roger. Whitey. Tommy Tresh. Elston Howard. I took the subway and carried a sandwich in a paper bag. The only problem was that I had to sit behind a pole that blocked my view. That Tommy Kolwaski was one fat fuck.

Then it was the bad times. Horace Clarke was the symbol and the curse. Roy White and Bobby Murcer tried their best but they just couldn't do it. Every year they brought up young kids who were supposed to turn it around. Frank Tepedino from Staten Island. Johnny Ellis. Rusty Torres. They just never panned out. Still and all I was there for opening day.

Then we started to see some light. A tough talented barrel of a catcher called Thurman. A few decent pitchers starting with a fire balling Cajun. A slick fielding third baseman named Nettles. A few good trades. A crazy speed demon named Mickey Rivers. We made it back to the series only to be crushed by a Big Red Machine. Then craziness with Reggie and Billy and all the rest of the circus. Still and all I made opening day.

Back to treading water. A classy first baseman with the kid from Indiana. The greatest base stealer of all time with Ricky. Dave Winfield to give herpes to a seagull. Mel Hall. Free agents. Turmoil.Still I made opening day.

Finally the classic run. The core four. The Captain. Pettite. Posada. The great Mariano. The unprecedented run. The greatest team of all time! I had season tickets for the fifteen years and still and all I made every opening day.

Then I got married. The wife and I made four or five opening days. But life got in the way. It got more and more expensive in both time and money. We were saving up to start a business. So I gave up opening day. The smell of spring. The sound of the crack of the bat on a ball. Hot dogs. Beer. Summer of my youte. Gone now. Just a memory.

The Yankees won today. I listened to it on the radio. I am very happy. I still follow them religiously. I just can't get to church. I know they don't miss me since the pews are filled with rich fucks and loser cucks who pay the freight these days.

Still and all Opening Day is one of my favorite days in all the year!

It means summer is here.



Friday, February 24, 2017

They just don't want me to follow sports at all!



More bad news. Mitt Romney is in talks to buy a piece of the Yankees. Reportedly a life long Red Sox fan he wants to buy a piece of the Yankees because it would be a better investment. According to Breitbart News:

“If the deal goes through, it is expected to be $25 million to $30 million per percentage point and thought to be interested in one or two percentage points. The Yankees are valued around $3 billion or more.
Mitt Romney, in response to an earlier version of this story about his potential involvement in a sale, denied that he’s involved in the talks in a statement, per a spokesperson. The former governor of Massachusetts, Romney is a lifelong Red Sox fan and is sensitive to being associated with the Yankees after hearing early reaction from Red Sox fans.
Romney has apparently conquered his sensitivity towards an association with the Yankees by making the purchase through his son, Tagg, as a part of the family business."
Seriously. This loser Rhino wants to be an owner of the Yankees? Not since Mike Burke has such a liberal weenie had something to do with the team. How is that going to work? The Steinbrenner family is not going to cede control to him. Is he going to be a silent partner? Is he going to insist that we forfeit the game if we are behind in the first inning? Is he going to fold if the umpire  yells at him? Why oh why would they do this?
I wish George were still alive. We would have won a few more championships and he would have nipped this bullshit in the bud.

Sunday, February 19, 2017

What has Lem been smoking?



Lem said...
The Red Sox have assembled the best pitching staff in the history of the game. See you in October.
Look buddy I know you love your Saux. But I have seen several pitch staffs that were far superior to the current beaners. One of them was even lead by a beaner.

The 1971 Baltimore Orioles had four twenty game winners. They were part of the best pitching staff I ever saw. Mike Cuellar you basic cuban. Dave McNalley your basic Irish/Scots guy. Pat Dobson your average white guy. And Jim Palmer your average douche bag. Still they were the best. The best complete pitching staff I ever saw. Mike Cueller (20-9, 3.08), Pat Dobson (20-8, 2.90), Jim Palmer (20-9, 2.68), Dave McNally (21-5, 2.68)

The 1966 Dodgers with Koufax and Drysdale and Don Sutton and Claude the half a retard Osteen are right up there. Sandy Koufax (27-9, 1.73), Don Drysdale (13-16, 3.42), Claude Osteen (17-14, 2.85), Don Sutton (12-12, 2.99) 

Along with the 1998 Atlanta Braves with Greg Maddux (18-9, 2.22), Tom Glavine (20-6, 2.47), Denny Neagle (16-11, 3.55), Kevin Millwood (17-8, 4.08), John Smoltz (17-3, 2.90). 

This years Saux are no even in the same league. Boston Sucks.

Thursday, December 8, 2016

What's the true state of the Yankees and the Red Sox?

GM banter doesn’t reveal true state of Yankees-Red Sox 

New York Post Sports Section By Joel Sherman December 8, 2016

 NATIONAL HARBOR, Md. — The Rule 5 draft concludes the Winter Meetings and attracts pretty much every scout, executive and media member on assignment to a large ballroom for one final flurry of hellos, goodbyes, business and gossip.

In the bottleneck on the way into the room Thursday morning, Red Sox president of baseball operations Dave Dombrowski spotted Yankees counterpart Brian Cashman. It had been less than 12 hours since word circulated the Yankees had agreed with Aroldis Chapman on a five-year, $86 million deal — a record for a reliever — and two days since Cashman had referred to the Red Sox as baseball’s Golden State Warriors with Chris Sale joining an already starry roster.
Dombrowski wrapped an arm around his longtime friend and rival and pronounced, “The monster is back.”

Saturday, November 5, 2016

Big Papi is so big they have to name a gate after him...because he couldn't fit through a regular door.

Big Papi is getting a Logan Airport gate named after him

New York Post By Associated Press November 5, 2016

BOSTON — Red Sox fans will soon have another memory of recently-retired slugger David Ortiz when traveling out of Boston’s Logan Airport.
An employee of JetBlue Airlines announced to Big Papi and a crowd that the airline was naming Gate 34 in Terminal C after him during a private party to honor the star at a restaurant in Boston’s Seaport District on Friday night.
“You mean I’m going to have my own gate at the airport?” Ortiz said, holding a microphone on the stage. “You’re (messing) with me, aren’t you?”
Ortiz has been talking with the press and reminsicing about his career including the roads not taken. "You know I am sorry I did not listen to George and sign with the Yankees. If I played with them they would have named a disease after me. Muy bueno."
The event was sponsored by JetBlue, MasterCard, Bank of America and Dunkin Donuts and was billed as “an evening dedicated to honoring David Ortiz.”
The 40-year-old slugger retired after his 20th season in the majors when Boston was swept in the ALDS by Cleveland last month.
He went out with a solid regular season, hitting .315 with 38 homers and 127 RBIs in his 14th and final with the Red Sox.
Boston picked up his option on Thursday as a formality.

Sunday, August 7, 2016

The Red Sox Fans are laughing at A Rod!


Because they are obsessed with smaller things.

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Bet you didn't know.......



That Ted Williams was a fighter pilot in both World War 2 and Korea. In Korea he flew 39 combat missions with John Glenn in his squadron.

In all of those missions fighting dogfights over the frozen Chosin....he never....I mean never...he never lost his head.

So to speak.

Friday, October 23, 2015