Friday, December 28, 2007
Knicks Talk with Alan Hahn
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Labels: Alan Hahn, Birth of A Dynasty, Fish Sticks, Knicks Fix, New York Islanders, New York Knicks, Newsday
Friday, December 07, 2007
Welcome Yankee Fansites
I've posted links to the interview on the following Yankee websites of which I'm a member:
Pinstripes Plus/Scout.com
ProSportsDaily
The Yankees Board
The Yankee Zone
On The Bench
Baseball-Fever.com
Behind the Bombers
If you know of any others, please feel free to post the link to the article and we will list them here. (We're completely commercial-free, so we've got nothing to sell)
Thanks!
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Labels: Kat O'Brien, On the Bench, Pinstripes Plus, Scout.com, The Yankee Zone, Yankees
Kat O'Brien Interview Now Up on the Web
First off, we want to thank Ms. Kat O'Brien for joining us on Sports Talk tonight. It was her first appearance with us, and she was an absolute natural. She even gave us verbatim quotes from an interview that she had conducted with Hank Steinbrenner just before coming on with us.
The interview is now up at http://hosted.filefront.com/patchyfogg
You may also listen to it by clicking here.
The interview is 28+ commercial-free minutes of nothing but Yankees talk and is in MP3 format.
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Labels: Filefront, Hank Steinbrenner, Kat O'Brien, Yankees
Thursday, December 06, 2007
Newsday's Kat O'Brien Joins Us Live Tonight
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Labels: GM Meetings, Kat O'Brien, Notre Dame, Yankees
2 Worthwhile Charity Events This Weekend
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Labels: charity, East End Interiors, Fuzzy's, We Care for Kids
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Deal of the Century?
The Tigers just positioned themselves to head back to the World Series for the second time in three years, and the Marlins have once again bagged themselves a goodie bag full of prospects that should make them a competitor within three years.
While neither club has confirmed or denied anything as of yet, MLB.com and the rest of the baseball world are reporting that the Florida Marlins have traded Miguel Cabrera AND Dontrelle Willis to the Tigers for SP Andrew Miller, CF Cameron Maybin, C Mike Rabelo, and THREE OTHER pitching prospects.
What will trouble most people right off the bat is that none of the players the Tigers are giving up will seem familiar to anyone, and I myself must admit that of the three named players I only know Miller specifically, Maybin vaguely and I have no idea who Rabelo is.
But's let's focus on what I do know. Andrew Miller is widely regarded as one of the best young pitching prospects in baseball. As far as I'm concerned he is the "Hanley Ramirez" of this deal, and could pay similar dividends for the Marlins. Maybin is an OF prospect with a cathedral high ceiling, but never got much chance to play in Detroit with Granderson setting season records and Magglio making a run at the MVP. And like I said, I have never heard of Rabelo before in my life. And then there's the matter of the THREE OTHER pitchers yet to be named. I'm sure the Fish did their homework on those guys, as they are the masters at acquiring minor league talent.
In Miggy and Dtrain, the Tigers have given themselves one of the most lethal offenses in all of baseball AND potentially one of the most well rounded rotations as well, depending on how quickly Willis can adapt to the American League and bounce back from a down year in general.
By combining Willis with Cabrera, the Marlins were able to turn what would have been a monster return for Miggy into a Global Thermonuclear package of 6 prospects. Not a bad idea, considering Willis' trade value is the lowest it's ever been.
And of course, scratch off one more starting pitching option for the Mets, who seem to be more desperate than ever.
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Friday, November 30, 2007
Say G-Bye to L-Millz
Lets just say I didn't see this one coming.
The Mets have traded Lastings Milledge to the Washington Nationals for C Brian Schneider (Their 3rd catcher in a month) and OF Ryan Church, a 29 year old 4th outfielder.
Now it's no surprise that the Mets were still looking for a catcher, and there are a number of people who feel that all Church needs is a chance to play everyday, but what seems to have caught everyone off guard is the apparent lack of Milledge's value that this trade clearly implies.
With young outfielders being the Mets strongest trading chip, to deal the most established of their prospects to plug holes that aren't leaking simply doesn't make sense to me. Within the next few days I hope to read about how no team with a frontline starter would go near Milledge, or see Church get sent to Oakland, Minnesota, or Baltimore.
On the "bright" side, at least now the Mets will get some attention from the back pages again, and this trade in no way adds to the "Los Mets" debate. Yippee!
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Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Audio of Ralph V. Interview
Thanks to our very good friend Ralph Vacchiano for joining us last night and for directing his Blog readers here.
The audio of the interview can be found at http://hosted.filefront.com/patchyfogg or by simply clicking here.
It's 45+ commercial-free minutes of nothing but Giants talk. And, it's in MP3 format.
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Labels: Filefront, New York Giants, Ralph Vacchiano
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Big Blue Beat Reporter Ralph Vacchiano Joins Us Tonight
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Labels: Big Blue Interactive, Giants.com, MSG, New York Daily News, New York Giants, On the Bench, Ralph Vacchiano, Sirius, SNY, the Giant Insider, The Yankee Zone
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Night of 100 Brusstars
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Labels: Baseball Cards, Topps, Warren Brusstar, Wikipedia
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!?
Two Days.
Two Venues.
Three Steinbrenners.
Four Executives.
One Son in law.
All this and NOBODY can decide what to do with a sure fire Hall of Fame manager who was already told he would be fired?
This must all be some big gag. Brian, Joe, the Steinbrenner's and co. must have spent the past two days smoking cigars and sipping cocktails while laughing hysterically at the media circus surrounding these meetings. Either that or George has hired "The Bobs" from Office Space (Pictured above with two of the funniest facial expressions I have ever seen) to make all the personnel moves. Otherwise I don't have any other way of explaining how these two days have past without getting anywhere with this issue.
During last night's show I speculated that the decision had already been made to keep Torre, and the only thing left to figure out was how to get around the Boss's ultimatum without the Steinbrenner patriarch losing too much face. Not even that would take this long.
What I find even more insane is this comment made by Brian Cashman, which he just happened to make while he was heading for the airport to go back to New York, since the meetings will apparently continue via conference call. Anyhow, he said "We hold Joe Torre in the highest regard and obviously that's why we are taking the time, and this process is in place to decide what's best moving forward." While I can obviously accept the fact that the more respect you have for someone the more care you would take in deciding their future, but not if it means embarrassing them on a national stage in the process. Let's face it, as crazy as these TWO days with no answers have been it has been a full ELEVEN days since George's threat, and NINE days since the Yankees were sent packing.
There's a growing sentiment that Joe Torre should just tell the Yankees where they can go and what they can do with their meetings and just walk away, and I'm now firmly in agreement.
Run Joe, run as fast as you possibly can. If this is any indication of how big decisions are going to be made in the Post-Boss era, then you don't want any part of it.
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Friday, October 05, 2007
OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS!!!
I know that I am nothing but a worthless, pathetic Mets fan and therefore have no business whatsoever poking fun at ANY playoff team, so I will try my hardest to stick to the facts and refrain from any excess humor or sarcasm.
With that in mind, here it is plain and simple:
The hopes of the 2007 season, and more importantly the future direction of the greatest sports franchise in history all rests in the hands of Mr. Mercenary, the Rocket roger Clemens.
While it's true that Roger could pitch the game of the century and lead the Bombers to victory, or the bats could simply pound the Tribe into submission only for the club to fall short in games 4 or 5, but that's hardly important now. This is what Roger was brought in here for, this is the game that is supposed to justify the ridiculous salary and Suzyn Waldman's even more ridiculous reaction to his arrival.
Sunday can't come fast enough!
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Not Just Your Letters...
For anyone who was not lucky to receive this little piece of correspondence, here was the Mets official response to their fans in the wake of the season's horrible finish:
Dear Mets Fan:
All of us at the Mets are bitterly disappointed in failing to achieve our collective goal of building upon last year's success. We did not meet our organization's expectations -- or yours. Everyone at Shea feels the same range of emotions as you -- our loyal fans -- and we know we have let you down. We wanted to thank you for your record-breaking support of our team this year.
Equally important, Ownership will continue its commitment in providing the resources necessary to field a championship team. Omar will be meeting with Ownership shortly to present his plan on addressing our shortcomings so that we can achieve our goal of winning championships in 2008 and beyond.
You deserve better results.
Many thanks again for your record-breaking support.
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Letters, We Get Your Letters
Sunday, September 30, 2007
DANGER!!!
There are countless observations to be made and questions to be answered stemming from what is now officially the worst collapse in regular season baseball history, but maybe the most important one is also one of the simplest:
-"Sold out" This was not a joke on my part. As you pulled into the parking lots every booth had a "Game is Sold Out" sign. All that the signs meant to me was that 3/4 of all the people like me who had tickets to this game in advance would not show up, and devoted fans scurried to buy the remaining tickets as soon as it looked like this game would mean something. From the looks of the crowd I feel like I was very close.
-"Bullpen Willie?" No one sitting around me could understand it, no one could explain it, but there it was. Tom Glavine was clearly having a melt down and yet hit after hit there was no action in the Mets bullpen for what seemed like an eternity. Sosa was finally brought in and was able to limit the damage to two more runs, and then went on to strike out the side the next inning. Of course you would then lift your long man after 1 2/3 innings work since you just HAVE to pinch hit Sandy Alomar Jr. in that spot. Really Willie? But it's OK, you still have El Duque, right? Wrong. Now you can't blame Randolph for pinch hitting for Hernandez with the bases loaded the very next inning but you can blame him for putting himself in a position where he would end up burning his two best long men in the span of just two innings. Then again who needs long men when your starter gives you 1/3 quality innings.
-"Pop the Clutch" Face it Met fans, there is not a single clutch offensive player on this team and you know it. There were eight men left on base after the first three innings, and the biggest threat the Mets ever had was Lo Duca's Willie Mays Hayes check swing ground out with the bases loaded. After that they never threatened again.
-"Media Blackout" One of the most inexcusable aspects of yesterday's debacle was the fact that SNY, the network that prides itself of being the source for ALL New York sports did not have a single minute of post game/season/collapse coverage and instead went right on with their regular programming. Yes I know the game was on CW11 but SNY produces those games as well, but even if they didn't how could any "All NY Sports" network not cover one of the biggest NY sports stories of all time? **Correction** Thanks to Neil Best's Watchdog I now know that SNY finally DID air a post game interview with Willie Randolph, albeit over an hour after the game had ended. Thanks Neil!
-"Seeya Next Year" What the Mets were lacking on their TV network they made up for on their website, only not in a positive way. Before the body was even cold on '07 Mets.com already had a banner up thanking the 3,850,000 fans for setting an attendance record for the second straight year, which is certainly an appropriate gesture only it serves to drive home just how high expectations had been all along. What wasn't such an appropriate gesture however was that directly below the thank you was a link to make 2008 ticket deposits. 2008???? I know I was the guy in the back of the room shouting "TOO SOON!!!" I will also add that while the Mets have offered information on how to take more of your money, there is not a single piece of information on the entire website on how/when playoff ticket money will be refunded.
So what now? The construction site beyond left field is the only reminder needed of just how little time the Mets have to fix this thing and get back on track. The Mets have just one season on the field and two winters spent on the phones to turn this year's disaster into a team worthy of stepping onto the grandest stage in the team's history. If they are to fall short and allow the bad karma of this melt down to carry over to their new home they risk alienating their fan base and returning to the laughing stock of the league. Do I think it will happen, no. But this year has certainly made it a possibility when over the last several years it had been unthinkable.
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Thursday, September 20, 2007
That's No Moon...
Not even the most dedicated, die hard Yankee fans saw this coming.
None of the columnists, beat reporters or talking heads saw it coming either.
The Red Sox might have seen it coming and maybe that's why they traded for Eric Gagne, to be prepared. Look how that's worked out.
But one way or another the Yankees have arrived as a shoe in for the wild card and are now an unthinkable 1 1/2 games out of first place in the division. And with Dice-K and Okajima now both suffering from OHST Syndrome, (One Hundred Sixty Two) Coco's sore back, Youkilis' sore wrist and Manny being Manny, the once universally left for dead Bombers are certain to make the stretch run in the Bronx every bit as interesting as the one in Queens, but for all the right reasons.
There isn't too much in the way of great come from behind stories in the the long history of the Yankee franchise, and given all the talent dressed in pinstripes it's tough to call these guys underdogs with a straight face. But let's be fair here, 14 1/2 games is off the charts and deserving of all the superlatives we can throw at it.
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Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Maine, I mean Jane, Stop this Crazy Thing
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Labels: Mets, Micheal Ray Richardson
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
They Never Prosper, Huh?
It wouldn't be too crazy to think that in today's world of never ending steroid accusations and suspicions of cheating that the controversy surrounding Bill Belichick and the Patriots might have gone over just a little smoother. What am I saying, it'd be plenty crazy.
Even with the topic of steroids popping up in every single conversation pertaining to just about every sport held around every water cooler, on every television and every radio day after day, doping has not yet come to define cheating as a whole. In fact when you stop and think about all the ingenuity and technology that has gone into increasing the performance of performance enhancers and making them harder to detect, it makes cheating the old fashioned way seem like a complete insult to our intelligence. Seriously, players are peeing in cups while lab technicians are fighting to thaw out the cups they peed in 10 years ago while the public is fighting for blood tests, and here the Patriots are in broad daylight using some jerk with a camcorder. I know it's all about cheating, but where's the effort New England?
Come on Bill, it's been over a half century since Bobby Thompson and the Giants used the infamous spyglass to help win the pennant, win the pennant, win the pennant, win the pennant, and they didn't even go on to win the World Series that year. By contrast New England has won 3 of the last 6 SuperBowls and you'd have to be naive to think that they never used any trick photography on the way to or during their championship victories. I mean really, if they used the cameras in a season opener then when wouldn't they use them?
Now even with the revelation that the man who many consider(ed?) to be the game's greatest strategist has been breaking the rules to get ahead, to me the biggest surprise has been the response we've gotten so far from the league office. Sure losing draft picks can hurt most teams, but the Patriots are hardly most teams and only their first and second round picks from this year's draft made the roster. What about forfeiting week 1 to the Jets? What about suspending Bill? What about investigating past infractions? I'll give Goodell some more time before passing judgment, but I am clearly expecting more than a second and fifth rounder.
To me the bottom line here is real simple. People are sick and tired of all the cheating and now one of the biggest possible fish has not only been caught, but caught red handed and the people want to see an example made. So will Belichick and the Patriots suffer because we haven't been able to nail Barry yet? Maybe, but who cares? They all cheated right?
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Shea will Sleep with the Fishes
Forgive me for writing about something that will not happen for just over a year, but with the Mets division lead back up to it's season high of 7 games it's looking like there won't be too much "A-Material" from the Mets until the post season rolls around.
Anyhow I just read over at ESPN that the Mets' final regular season game at Shea stadium will be played against--you guessed it-- the Florida Marlins. Now in the grand scheme of things this really isn't that big of a deal, for starters I'm sure the league doesn't plan around every stadium's farewell tour, and particularly since it's extremely likely that the final game at Shea stadium will be of the post season variety. There's also the fact that once ALL the baseball has been played in 2008, Shea will get a grand send off from Piano Man Billy Joel. You've really gotta give the Wilpons credit for that one, not only for wrestling him away from the Yankees clutches but for also booking the best possible music act for Shea (That isn't a Salsa Band) considering the Beatles are unavailable. But for what it's worth, I can't say I'm too thrilled with the way the schedule worked out, but admittedly for silly fan-ish reasons.
On the bright side, in the same way the Mets end this year at home against the Marlins hopefully it will provide an unneeded cushion for the post season.
Oh yeah, and apparently there's another baseball stadium in New York hosting it's final game next season. That one is against the Orioles.
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Thursday, September 06, 2007
Adam Rubin IN-STUDIO Tonight
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Labels: Adam Rubin, David Hinckley, Mets, Mets Blog
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Barry, The Babe and Barley
If you listen to WFAN or peruse the Letters to the Sports Editors in our local dailies, then you are no doubt familiar with the sports intellect of Jim Burns, aka "Jim on Long Island." Jim has been good enough to share his original prose with us. So, without further ado.....
"Barry, The Babe and Barley" by James H. Burns
Author's Note: The attempt by some in the media to equate Babe Ruth's beer drinking,during Prohibition, with Barry Bond's alledged use of steroids (and other artifical enhancements), struck me, at first, as ludicrous.
Hall of Famer Joe Morgan, ESPN's national baseball announcer, for example, attempted to explain that both pursuits were originally illegal, but "not against the rules of baseball." Beer, after all, might feel refreshing, but is essentially a depressant,while the various steroids regimes are designed not only to give you the ability to compete at a superior level, but to recover more quickly ,from the rigors of competition.
Bonds' breaking of Hank Aaron's home-run record, however, has prompted me--upon careful reflection, and with a certain degree of admitted shock--to see how many similarities may, in fact, exist, between the illegal aid, and ale....
You can buy beer from a tap, in a bottle, or by the six-pack.
Steroids can help give you a "six-pack."
With beer, it's often tough to have only one.
Steroids users often believe that anything's all right, as long as they've won.
Experienced beer drinkers know to avoid bad hops.
Fielders on steroids may be better at avoiding bad hops.
After a night of beer drinking, your eyes might not be clear.
After using steroids, you might want to use the medical masking agent, Clear.
Drunk drivers who have had too many beers, fear the police giving them a blood test.
Donald Fehr, head of the Players' Union, won't allow checking players for steroids, by blood test.
In recent years, a few beers from Mexico have become quite popular.
A few steroids regimes can only be obtained, illegally imported from Mexico.
Beer drinkers know the value of brewing with a fine grain.
Homer-hitters on steroids know the value of using bats, boned with a fine grain.
More beer is consumed in America's ballparks, than any other beverage.
More steroids have been consumed in the storied shrines of baseball, than in the stadiums of any other sport (except, of course, perhaps, for football....)
Some beer lovers like their booze topped with a nice, foamy head.
Certain steroid regimes can actually alter their users' tops, fomenting an enlarged head.
Bud-Light helped generate even more beer sales, for baseball stadiums and their owners.
"Bud-Light" is what many call the Baseball Commissioner who turned the other cheek to steroids allegations, when the 1990s home run explosion helped team-owners fuel vast ticket, and television rights, sales...
James H. Burns (James H. (Jim) Burns, a writer/actor living in Long Island, New York,has written features for such magazines as GENTLEMAN'S QUARTERLY, ESQUIRE and TWILIGHT ZONE. He can be heard frequently as a guest on radio talk shows, throughout the United States.
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Labels: Babe Ruth, Beer, Bud Selig, Jim Burns, Joe Morgan, Prose, Steroids
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Stupermarket
Ok, so this has absolutely nothing to do with sports but considering how much of our program time had been devoted to Andrew's (former) career at Waldbaum's I thought it was appropriate.
These two college kids working in the produce department of their local A & P (At which their father is the produce manager) were fired after filming a spoof rap video inside the store. The video entitled "Produce Paradise" has now not only cost them their jobs, but could cost them a cool MILLION dollars if A & P is successful with their law suit.
To think, after all the stories and antics we heard from "The Baum's" this could have been our Andrew--A & P and Waldbaum's are even owned by the same company these days.
I would have posted the video here, but aside from it being completely idiotic and a cheap "Lazy Sunday" ripoff, it's also a tad offensive at times and we ARE a family show.
Then again if you REALLY want to see it just search for "Produce Paradise" on YouTube, at least until it's ordered down.
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Friday, August 24, 2007
Was it Filled With Chocolate?
You've got to hand it to the fine people of San Francisco for realizing that their city is the one place on Earth where Barry Bonds can get a fair shake, and and for allowing him to make the most of it. Anywhere else he would be getting booed and pelted with eggs and tomatoes, but here he's getting the key to the city at a ceremony attended by thousands.
Lovefest or no, even that key won't be able to get him into AT&T park next season to try and make it a little tougher for Arod down the road. I just hope it'll be able to fit into his new locker in an American League clubhouse to be named later.
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Oh Plea-se
Michael Vick filed his plea today in federal court, but there was an interesting and (at least to me) bizarre twist. While he admitted to the dogfighting charges, and helping to kill the animals he denied gambling on the dogfights. He did admit to bankrolling the gambling ring, but claims that he never profited from it. Never even made a side bet on the outcome of the "matches."
Hmmmm, and I suppose he never inhaled either.
In the end it shouldn't matter anyhow. He's going away regardless, and the league has now suspended him indefinitely.
On a side note, ESPN had an interesting online poll asking which of the athletes' images was damaged the most. The choices were:
Pete Rose
O.J. Simpson
Mike Tyson
Michael Vick
As I'm sure you can guess O.J. took the cake, but Vick placed a distant second beating out the gambler and the rapist/ear biter/circus freak. So at least he's got that going for him.
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Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Spending Spree
Former Knick Latrell Sprewell racked up 1,294 steals in 13 seasons in the NBA, or I guess you could say that he "repossessed" the ball just under thirteen hundred times. Well now the shoe is on the other foot and the man who turned down a $21 million contract three years ago (because he had to feed his family) just had his 70 foot yacht seized for failure to make loan payments, and failure to have proper insurance.
Finding the $1.5 million "Milwaukee's Best" was not difficult for the federal marshals as it was sitting in storage, a fitting place for any yacht in late August. But we shouldn't judge Mr. Sprewell, after all a $10,322 monthly payment on a super luxury item can really put a stranglehold on a man just trying to feed his family. In fact it can be downright suffocating.
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Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Best Vacation Ever!
While Newsday's Neil Best is thus far sticking to his guns of maintaining Blog Silence while on his vacation, he will not be keeping Radio Silence as he'll be joining us live at 10PM tonight on Long Island's 90.3FM.
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Labels: Anthony Rieber, Bob Glauber, Chaminade, Ken Davidoff, Mark LaMonica, Martin Short, Michael Vick, Neil Best, Newsday, Notre Dame, Pure Luck
Monday, August 20, 2007
Let's Make a Deal
Michael Vick joined his other co-defendants today by accepting the plea deal offered to him by federal prosecutors. There is no word yet on the prison time Vick will face, but it is looking like a distinct possibility that his NFL career is now over.
Dog lovers of the world can now rejoice, and fantasy footballers can replace the pencil line through Vick's name with permanent marker.
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Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Duck!
I really have no story here, I just really, really wanted to use that headline. Jose Offerman is in trouble again. Shades of Juan Marichal and Johnny Roseboro, this time.
When the Peter Max sculpture fell when they were honoring ARod the other night, I immediately thought of the cow upending Phil Rizzuto back in 1985 on Phil Rizzuto/Tom Seaver's 300th Day. Then, the news broke that the Scooter had been traded to the Angels.
So, I went to Phil Rizzuto's page on Baseball-Reference.com and found that Scooter's stats most compare to those of Jose Offerman (yet somehow Scooter is #2 on Offerman's list to this guy).
Now, I find out that Jose is back in the news today. And, they ejected Tommy John, too!
Bud Harrelson, another New York shortstop who knows from being upended, is the co-owner of and third base coach for the Ducks. He is also cross-referenced on the Offerman page.
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Labels: Baseball-Reference.com, Bud Harrelson, Johnny Roseboro, Jose Offerman, Juan Marichal, Long Island Ducks, Pete Rose, Phil Rizzuto
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Blame the Messenger, Again.
USA Today's Bob Nightengale joins us tonight at 9:05PM.
Talk about good timing--Bob Raissman is reporting that the Major League Baseball Players Association is "condemning" Mr. Nightengale's reporting tactics in gettting Jason Giambi to say that baseball needs to apologize for steroids and in getting Gary Sheffield to accuse Bud Selig of lying and grandstanding.
The Union--really an Association because a real union would have to honor strikes by hot dog vendors--is not saying that he violated off-the-record rules but rather that the players didn't know that the conversations were for publication. Surely, Mr. Nightengale should have realized that he was dealing with media neophytes in Messrs. Giambi and Sheffield.....
If I was Bob, I would say I'm SORRY to Jason but never say why. I would also tell Mr. Sheffield that I thought that I was CLEAR about being on the record.
Tying it up with one big steroids-laden ribbon, let's not forget that Mr. Nightengale first discussed steroids in baseball in 1995.
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Labels: Bob Nightengale, Bob Raissman, Bud Selig, Gary Sheffield, Jason Giambi, MLBPA, Steroids
Friday, August 10, 2007
Needs No Introduction
You've probably seen this already, but it's worth another watch. If you've never seen it I expect a thank you note.
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Thursday, August 09, 2007
Thursday, August 02, 2007
YES on the Block, Team Next?
CNNMoney.com/FORTUNE are reporting that the YES Network is up for sale, and the price being talked about is off the charts. How far off the charts? Try between $3 and $3.5 BILLION (With a B).
An announcement like this just adds to the surreal nature of the Yankees' season so far. Playing the underdog for the first time in a generation, a new stadium being built across the street, Joe's alleged firing, George's health rumors, Alex Rodriguez, you get the point.
The report raises the obvious question of whether the team itself would be sold once one of, if not the most valuable chip was already gone. Yankee fans just better pray that the Dolans (Who are already listed as potential buyers for YES) don't get involved. Everyone else should pray that they do.
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Wednesday, August 01, 2007
StrahanDEd
I can't get the visual out of my head. Michael Strahan doing Nathan Lane from The Birdcage: "How do you think I feel? Betrayed, bewildered...wrong response?"
If you want to spare yourself that mental picture, Ralph Vacchiano's article in the Daily News should do just fine. And don't forget to check out Ralph's Blue Screen Blog while you're at it.
As for my take on the matter, good for the Giants. Don't get me wrong, I like Strahan and all, but the team shouldn't feel obligated to give him more money just because he needs wants it and he's a nice guy.
Unfortunately for Michael, the best he can do is continue to cry to the media (And possibly damage his broadcasting future in the process), forget the whole thing and agree to play, or take half of his ball and go to half of his home.
-Steve
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One Step Closer
I don't think anyone in baseball realistically expects the Twins to be able to outbid the Yankees, Mets, Red Sox, and the rest of baseball for Johan Santana's services down the road. But when you read Santana's reaction to the Luis Castillo trade, money may not be the only reason Santana bids farewell to the Twin Cities. He may just want out.
Even for a boring trade deadline, the Mets acquiring Luis Castillo was fairly bland. But if we look back at this deal as the last straw that packed Johan's bags, then all of baseball will be grateful.
And if it turns out that Johan and Luis were good friends, let's start talking contract extension now whether he can play or not.
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ARod Joins the No Homers Club
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Labels: ARod, German, Milestones, Simpsons, Yankees
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
This Room Must Be A Little Dusty..........
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Labels: Inspirational, Kids, Little League, Tearjerker
Friday, July 27, 2007
Phils Make Nice Grab
While Met fans and the New York media continue to play "Arm Chair Omar" over who would be the best upgrade at 2B for the Amazins, the Phillies today filled their considerably larger hole at second with the acquisition of Tadahito Iguchi from the Chicago White Sox. In return the Phillies sent minor league pitcher Michael Dubee to the Sox. Just in case you hadn't heard the news, Chase Utley will likely miss a month after breaking his hand and requiring surgery to repair it.
While it seemed to be common knowledge that Iguchi was available (along with everyone else on the White Sox), his name never really got much talk time in New York as a viable candidate. The focus has always remained on guys like Mark Loretta, Mark Grudzielanek, and Luis Castillo, and so this news should have little to no effect on the Mets. Little to no effect outside of the obvious advantage the Mets receive from their division rival losing the best second baseman in baseball for an extended period.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Best on Show
Neil's colleague Ken Davidoff recently commented that Neil posts a new blog item "eight times in seven minutes while eating a corned beef sandwich." This is true. However, in our little interview, Neil's blog is still just a twinkle in his eye.
Neil's a proud Cornell grad who never ceases to drop in an obscure Big Red fact. So, I'll give you one: Hugh Anthony Cregg III dropped out of Cornell during his junior year. And, who is Mr. Cregg? Why, none other than Huey Lewis of The News fame.
P.S. Hopefully, this Blog entry will go a long way towards putting Neil on top (in terms of internet searches) of the Irish rugby player who shares his name.
299
Last night I had the pleasure of being at Shea to watch the Mets offense perform exactly the way it is supposed to, see Aaron Heilman pitch two perfect innings (Just in time for the trade deadline no less) and watch Billy Wagner set aside the Pirates before "Enter Sandman" was finished echoing through the stadium. I can't say, however that it was such a pleasure to watch Tom Glavine take his final step before reaching the magic number, and I feel like I was definitely not the only one.
Obviously it was thoughts of his last start that brought about such feelings, where 299 was handed to him on a silver platter in the form of six runs in the first inning, and poor Tom couldn't go more than two-plus while giving every last run right back. To make matters worse, this was against the Dodgers who the Mets were looking to exact some revenge upon after being humiliated earlier in the season. I obviously wanted to see the Mets come back and win that game, but not just because it was the Dodgers or to prevent the Braves from gaining a game in the standings. I also wanted to see the Mets pull through just to stick it to Glavine.
Last night it felt like everyone was just waiting from Tom to implode, and it looked like we wouldn't have to wait very long after he loaded the bases in the first. To his credit he got out of the jam, and didn't let up any runs until the Pirates put up three in the fifth. All in all it was a good performance but it just didn't feel like one, or more to the point people didn't WANT it to feel like one. "Here we go again" was what the groans from the crowd sounded like to me with every hit, and certainly with the three runs surrendered. At the end of the game when 299 displayed on the scoreboard, the reaction wasn't even lukewarm, in fact there didn't seem to be any reaction.
Maybe fans still weren't over that last start against the Dodgers, or maybe some fans still can't look past the Braves pedigree. Either way, there was one fact that I took great comfort in last night, that Glavine's first crack at 300 will take place on the road.
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Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Top 10 Baseball Movies
On Tuesday night's show, one of our callers "Steve from Roslyn" brought up the idea of a top ten list of baseball movies. Ironically enough he got the idea from a Bull Durham audio clip I had played, Bull Durham being a movie that would be in most people's top ten lists and a movie which "Steve from Roslyn" had never seen.
So I figured I would take the idea and run with it, and compile a list of what I consider to be the ten best baseball movies of all time. If you, like our friend from Roslyn have never seen one or more of these ten flicks, be sure to correct that in the very near future. And if I happened to miss one of your all time favorites, by all means let me know!Continue reading Top 10 Baseball Movies...
10. Little Big League- I know what you're thinking, this one is a stretch, and you're probably right. But still I can't deny that this movie is a guilty pleasure of mine, and despite it's silly premise it delves deeper into the subtleties and nuances of the game than most of the other films on the list. And compared to it's contemporaries (Angels in the Outfield and Rookie of the Year), this one is oscar worthy. And besides, who can resist Kevin Elster playing the bad guy?
9. The Bingo Long Traveling All Stars and Motor Kings- I won't make anybody feel bad for never seeing, or even hearing of this one. That said, if you read this and STILL haven't seen it within a month's time I will hunt you down and viciously kill bombard you with Jewish guilt. Take The Sting, replace all the grifters with Negro League ball players, and throw in Richard Pryor planning to learn Spanish in order to break into the majors as a Cuban. Put it in your queue now.
8. Eight Men Out- This movie always stood as an entertaining look into one of baseball's darkest moments, but nowadays when I watch it it makes me wonder how the "Black Sox" scandal matches up with the current steroids debacle. It's cheaters vs. the cheaters and everybody loses. Say it ain't so!
7. The Bad News Bears- The foul language and racist remarks stack up with today's standards, but even the raunchiest of comedies nowadays usually wait until at least high school to deliver the kind of insults I dare not repeat. I love that in order to save production money the soundtrack consists mainly of public domain classical music, a cost cutting measure that fits right in with the team's sponsor choice. Ignore the remake, stick with the classic.
6. A League of Their Own- How fitting is it that a movie that's supposed to show us how women can play just as good as the men winds up with one of the most oft-quoted lines in baseball cinema history. Honestly, if you've never said "There's no crying in baseball!" out loud, you definitely didn't get the memo.
5. The Sandlot- How fitting is it that the "Women as good as men" movie on this list is directly followed by a film whose most memorable line is "You play ball like a GIRL!!!" Not even TWO direct to DVD sequels can tarnish this all time classic, which is sure to be enjoyed by baseball fans FOREVER...FOREVER...
4. Major League- There's no question in my mind this one is the funniest of the bunch, yet despite all the laughs the baseball scenes still pack enough punch to have you cheering for the Tribe, when your sides aren't hurting that is. The love story subplot is a little over done, but the resulting Moby Dick comic book gag made it worthwhile.
3. Bull Durham- Baseball, religion, and sex all rolled into one. What's not to like? 108 stitches, 108 rosary beads--heck that almost made me give Jesus a chance too! Every kid dreams of making it to the big leagues, and this all time great shows us what happens when we follow that dream, but don't end up exactly where we thought we would.
2. Field of Dreams-They say real men don't cry. Well, if you don't cry at the end of this one then I say you're not even human! The way in which this masterpiece seamlessly blends fantasy with reality serves as the perfect allegory for how baseball is able to capture our imaginations, and why it has been able to "Mark the time" for so many generations.
1. The Natural- I've probably told this story at least 100 times on our show, and I'll be happy to tell it again. This film is one of my earliest memories of going to the movie theater, and is largely responsible for my passion for movies AND baseball. For as long as I live I will never forget my father's visceral reaction when "Wonderboy" was split in two, and at that moment I learned just how powerful a movie can be. It's all too fitting that I will always think of my father when I see this movie, as Roy's father is as important as any of the myriad of themes and archetypes interwoven into this cinematic glimpse at perfection.
So there you have it. I know I missed the perennial favorite (And the only Oscar winner of the whole bunch) Pride of the Yankees, not to mention Damn Yankees, and I never met anybody who didn't like Billy Crystal's 61* (Notice a pattern in all those omissions? I swear it wasn't intentional). Heck, For Love of the Game would have been a great baseball movie if they cut out 3/4 of all the mushy stuff. But I tried to call 'em as I see 'em, and like I said, if I left off one of your top ten, don't hesitate to leave a comment and let me know!
-Steve
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Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Jim Baumbach Talks Yankees
Since we're just getting our website back up and running, how fitting is it that the first interview we bring you turns back the clock to a season preview of the Yankees, who themselves are just now getting their year up and running. This fun little time capsule comes to you compliments of a great friend of our show and Newsday's very own Yankee beat writer Jim Baumbach.
You can hear the interview in it's entirety right here and be sure to check back often as we get more old favorites, as well as lots of new material up here for your enjoyment!
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