Showing posts with label things that are blown out of proportion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label things that are blown out of proportion. Show all posts

Thursday, May 8, 2008

I've Been Waiting For This

Jay Mariotti is finally back from vacation. He had to have been on vacation, because there's no reason that he wouldn't have written a column bashing Ozzie Guillen over the last 4 days or so. The old favorites are coming back, in a classic Jay article that reminds me of just how much I hate every piece of dribble he puts in a newspaper. Hold on tight everyone, and enjoy the ride.

Ozzie, Sox: Chicago's rude, crude embarrassment

That's a good start. Has anyone written an article like this recently? This Jay article is unique because unlike the other monotonous things he writes, every other journalist in Chicago is saying the same thing.

The team with no class almost spun a no-hitter. Filthy as the White Sox and their manager have been, Gavin Floyd somehow was filthier and nastier Tuesday night on the South Side. After Hawk Harrelson jinxed the young man by babbling, ``Call your family, call your friends, Gavin Floyd is three outs from a no-hitter,'' well, you'll never guess what happened.

Fitting for Mariotti to blame the no-hitter breakup on the broadcaster. Just simply fitting.

Fact of the matter is, Floyd has like an even K/BB ratio and, prior to last night, had one a pretty bad GB/FB ratio (0.66). Him getting a no-hitter would have been just as unlikely as Mark Buehrle doing it last year was.

It's just as well. Ozzie Guillen didn't deserve to be bailed out by a classy, polite kid with hair combed across his forehead, low on his brow.

Sounds like someone has a man-crush! Was Ozzie right about you being a fag?

It isn't news, of course, that

Now wait. If this isn't news, why is the following large chunk of information being printed in a paper in which to read news?

Guillen is the clown doofus of sports, a disgrace to a city, a franchise, intelligent humanity and those of us who must chronicle his arrested-adolescent b.s. to the point of ad nauseum. I'm just wondering how he's still employed. If this was bad standup comedy, I'd understand why a trashy nightclub might hire him to humor drunks for $5.50 an hour.

Well done, Jay. That might have been your best tirade in years.

My one problem is that bad stand-up comics have trouble getting the respect of a baseball team and that most of them aren't insanely good at managing pitcher workloads.

But I've gotta say. I might memorize that block of insults for the next time I get really mad at somebody.

But he's a baseball manager. And since July of 2006,


a sample size that has become more truth than trend, his team has largely failed.

We're getting close....

It's one thing to act like an idiot and win a championship, which causes folks to think you're a crazy genius.

Uh huh....

It's quite another to act like an idiot and go 124-151


Okay, so I didn't copy and paste a video of a parade marching from YouTube. But here we are, on May 7th, 2008. We're STILL talking about the record of a baseball team since July 2, 2006. That date was the only relevant date in baseball history.

proving only that your act isn't working and that you're killing an organization with your relentless immaturity and gutter-sludge mouth.

Oh gee, that's a new one Jay. Ozzie's "act" isn't working, because the team hasn't been good. Does Ozzie play baseball? Does the team get on base more when he isn't a lightning rod of attention? The White Sox as an organization are being "killed" because Ozzie swears too much? Really???? Maybe a LITTLE bit of mismatched cause-and-effect somewhere in there?

The Sox can crow all they want about their World Series title, how they beat the Cubs to the holy grail. At least the Cubs still own their dignity as a Chicago institution, as opposed to Guillen, who belongs in one.

ZING! Did....did you guys see what he did there? It was pretty pretty clever!

The Cubs are easy to like.

The Sox are easy to loathe.

That's like, too opinionated to even be printed in an opinion column.

Okay, I didn't even print everything in the article to this point. After 5 full paragraphs and 3 one-liners, we're finally ready for Jay to start reporting the news, that is, stuff that he hasn't said a billion times already.

The latest episode inside Guillen's clubhouse, involving inflatable female dolls and strategically placed bats in a frat-house attempt to end the club's offensive woes, is an insult to women.

Everyone reading this blog pretty much knows what Jay's personality is like. Do you really believe that he gives a shit about the blow-up dolls? He's literally modifying his feelings to lash out at Guillen some more.

This comes after incidents in which he slurred gays, insulted nations, blew off the White House and angered folks in his native Venezuela with his tirade against Magglio Ordonez. So comprehensive is his list of victims, he's almost running out of targets.

Did I say Jay was done repeating himself.......?

::checks a little bit above::

Yeah. I did. My fault.

I cannot think of another company -- another sports team -- that would tolerate this unceasing run of verbal thuggery, especially when he isn't succeeding on the field.



If Guillen didn't directly participate in purchasing and displaying the dolls, well, put it this way: He sets the trashy tone. The man isn't exactly stable, which wouldn't bother me if he didn't represent this proud city and a sport that has endured a long steroids scandal and doesn't need dirt of any sort.

Like I've said before, this isn't even close to the worst thing that happens in a clubhouse.

Yet there was Williams, Reinsdorf's yes-man and the one who signed off on Guillen's hiring, making fun of the episode Tuesday and refusing to issue a formal apology. One of Guillen's favorite words -- hypocrite -- is exactly what he and the Sox have become.

ZOMG! Jay's about to call someone(thing) else a hypocrite again! Don't you love irony? Let's see how he fucks this up.

You cannot market ``Family Field Day'' on May 17 and a ticket package called the ``Ozzie Plan,'' then let the face of your franchise cultivate an R-rated atmosphere with more F-bombs than a Chris Rock routine.

Why? Why can you not market these things? It's not like it's called "Family Tour of the R-Rated Clubhouse Day." And that thing about the "Ozzie Plan" is totally irrelevant. Does anyone see why he even mentioned the "Ozzie Plan?" You can't name a ticket plan after a guy who has a potty mouth? This makes no fucking sense.

``I will assure Major League Baseball that the doll was not violated in any way, shape or form," [Kenny Williams] cracked. ``In all seriousness, it is a little bit of a disappointment because we have proactively tried to -- and just did so this spring training -- organizationally, we brought in some people to discuss a better work environment, whether it's gender issues or racial issues. I don't know what a formal apology on behalf of the club is going to do, other than me assuring everyone we are on top of it and we addressed the issue.''

Thank you.

Sure, you did. Just as the Sox and Major League Baseball ``addressed'' matters two summers ago by having Guillen attend sensitivity training, which obviously helped.

Guillen wasn't the one responsible for the blow-up shrine.

Reinsdorf and Williams think they're above these issues, when, in fact, the issues define who they are as executives and human beings.

No. Shut the fuck up. Whether or not there are blow-up dolls in the locker room absofuckinglutely does NOT define who Reinsdorf and Williams are as human beings, and CERTAINLY not as executives. What could either of them had to do with any of this? Are these issues supreme to the success of the team baseball-wise? One thing is completely clear: you, Jay Mariotti, have your head far enough up your ass to the point where you think so.

Unfortunately, some media fear Reinsdorf and curry his favor, which might explain why WMVP-AM's Marc Silverman -- who seems thrilled to have Reinsdorf on the station's ``Lunch With a Legend'' series -- was more eager to criticize his on-air guest, the Sun-Times' Carol Slezak, than simply interview her about her post-dolls, anti-Sox column.

I'm totally siding with Marc Silverman on this one. Criticizing Carol Slezak is a lot of fun.

Keeping with his track record, Guillen was too small to issue an apology to the offended. ``If people think we did something wrong, wow. I'm not going to apologize, I'm not going to say I'm sorry,'' he said. ``I don't know what to say. I can't come up with the words because as soon as I say that, that means I'm guilty of something. I'm not guilty."

He is guilty as sin, actually, for making a mockery of his craft. Can you imagine such a trail of trash ever being littered in Boston, New York? Could you imagine a manager keeping a job through it all, no matter how many championships he won?

Now you're basically copying Carol Slezak's column from a few days ago. This is not smart, Jay. In fact, it's bordering on plagiarism. Can you come up with your own ideas, please? Here's a copy of a sentence from Carol's piece.

Can you imagine the Yankees or Red Sox building a similar shrine in their locker room, in full view of clubhouse visitors?

Complete coincidence that you decided to evaluate the incident against the standards of the same teams, hmmm? Totally by chance, right?

Could you imagine a manager keeping a job through it all, no matter how many championships he won?

For the love of God, YES! If Trashy Awesometon is managing my baseball team and winning the World Series every year and banging strippers in the clubhouse every day while using countless ethnic slurs, he's my manager because he has the supernatural ability to win the World Series every single year, which is the supreme goal of baseball, which you should try to write about sometimes instead of trash like this.

As long as reporters have work to do, and as long as clubhouses are open to media, a sports franchise has a responsibility to maintain a civil, orderly, professional workplace.

Why? You don't hold yourself to the same standard. You are quite possibly the least professional human being alive who sucks up newspaper space every time you decide you want to rant about Ozzie Guillen or Ken Harrelson.

I don't subscribe to any boys-will-be-boys junk when it comes to working environments.

Interesting. Here's another quip from Carol Slezak.

And just so we're clear, the tired ''boys will be boys'' excuse no longer works.


If players want to go through ``Slumpbuster'' rituals with inflatable dolls, do it in the trainer's room, where the media can't see it. When you make it public, the organization is judged accordingly.

So you do condone sticking wooden bats up the arse of a doll. Doesn't exactly help your argument any.

The Blizzard finally might have made sense when he suggested media be banned from the clubhouse. I don't blame athletes for feeling invaded when they're attempting to shower and dress in the presence of reporters, especially in a time of camera phones and other creepiness. I understand the importance of media access, but it's more sensible to bring players into a large interview area before and after games. That's how it is done on Super Bowl media day. That's how it is done at the Olympics. Is it a pain for the media? Sure. But how would you like to be showering at work and have 50 reporters bust in?

This is a good point.

Besides, it sure beats hanging out in Guillen's den of doom, watching his career disintegrate with every stunt, F-bomb and non-apology.

Yeah, and besides, you don't go anywhere near that place, because you know that there are literally tens of people just waiting to beat the living shit out of you, including Ozzie himself. Can we set that fight up, please?

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Revisiting the Holliday Slide...

The three most covered stories over the past few weeks regarding the Colorado Rockies have been

1) Their amazing run (as it stands 19 of 20 wins)
2) A "controversial" interference call on BJ Upton sliding into second base
3) Matt Holliday's slide into home plate against the Padres

The major media outlets have let the latter two go away for the most part, and are now focusing on the playoff games yet to be played.

Last time I covered this, I made the unfortunate mistake of calling Rich Campbell over at MVN a "faggot," and failed to properly address his ridiculous argument that McClellan purposely blew the call. In retrospect, I should have stuck with my other favorite juvenile insults, including but not limited to, Douchebag, Loser, Asshole, and Pussy.

I thought this whole debacle was behind us, but according to Rich Campbell, "Holliday Controversy Proving to Have Legs." Oh really, Rich? That's funny, because I haven't seen a single news story on the matter in well over a week.

As we approach mid-October, I would expect the feelings to have calmed over the single blown call that punched the final ticket to the post-season for the Colorado Rockies. And what is oddest about it is who seems to be the most passionate about it.

Who? Tony Kornheiser?

Padre fans continue to be very matter of fact about it. If anything, I am one of the most virulent complainers, at least in print.

Maybe because most Padres fans realize that it was a very close call, mostly negated by another blown call on a Garret Atkins Home Run, and that the real, primary reason the Padres lost is because Trevor Hoffman blew the save in the first place.

For the most part, there is a fatalism on the part of the Friar Faithful. It says, "This wasn't our year." And there is plenty of evidence to support that. Suspensions. Injuries. David Wells having the size of his posterior referenced by an umpire months before a different umpire deliberately provoked the Padres most volatile personality. And then Boomer gets the seven game punishment.

Yep it's part of baseball. Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda, etc. What happens, on the Rockies' side, if Cook/Taveras/Hirsch doesn't go down with a season ending injury?

Padre fans almost seem to be taking a perverse pride in it. Now we have our moment; our Bartman, our Bucky Dent, our Pine Tar Incident. This totally tops "Strike Four" in 1998. And if the Rockies win the World Series, we can look at our pitching and the probability that we would have had Mike Cameron back and we can say we would have won it too. Which is, of course, ridiculous. Baseball is anything but predictable that way.

Now you're making sense.

No, we will cherish this moment in our perversity and reference it the way we point out our proclivity for running into teams like the 1998 Yankees or, in football, the 1994 San Francisco 49ers. Whenever a San Diego team gets to the ultimate showdown, they always seem to face an all-time great team.

I was reminded of this by the very interesting work done over at

So, now, after an extended prologue, we get to the reason Campbell made this post. I feel decieved, after the tagline "Holliday Controversy Proving to Have Legs." I thought there was going to be some big blogosphere/print media push to recognize the bad call. Instead it's just some guy with $15 and free blogging software who registered a domain to prove... something? I guess if someone had registered the domains or would that mean there is some "leg" to their respective arguments? No.

What I noticed the most, and what I really find fascinating, is how incredibly adamant and myopic the comments from Rockies fans are. They rant, they rave, they take offense… they talk about rules that have never been applied to catchers as though they are self-evident and obvious… They invent game-winning hits by Brad Hawpe. By the way, Bud Black has already said he would have ordered Hawpe walked. And the Rockies had completely exhausted their decent bullpen personnel. No, the odds are far greater that the game would have gone more innings. But that is all speculation now.

No, the problem here is the opposite assumption made by you. That if Holliday had been called out at the plate, the Padres would have won. That McClellan purposely made the wrong call.

To the Rockie fans. To the people who feel the need to make observations about my possible education, my sexual orientation, my propensity for tear-filled evenings, my drinking habits, my fitness to be employed or my understanding of the rules. To the ones with the vocabulary consisting primarily of words that have to edited in order to prevent having an "Adults Only" portal over this page. I direct you to the works of one William Shakespeare. Some of you might have heard of him (although if I were to judge by the tone, grammatical content and lack of imaginative language in many of your comments, it's not that many of you.)

Yep that's me. Just me. Don't start this being about "Rockies Fans." It was me and a handful of others who threw juvenile insults at you. Just like not all Padres fans are taking a "perverse pride" in the play. Just like how only a few people are still beating this dead "holliday still hasn't touched the plate LOL" horse to death. (I'm guilty of said horse beating too, I suppose) What if, instead of me calling you a "faggot," I had just called you a douchbag? Would you say "those dastardly Rockies fans... Making observations about me being shoved up a menstrating womans' crotch to prevent yeast infections and promote overall cleanliness?" I called you a faggot much like one uses other juvenile insults. After you made a big stink about a word that, as far as insults go, is just another word, I made up some other stuff about you being gay in jest of your exasperated offense to said word.

Rich, you or that ridiculous site still haven't addressed a few things:

That McClellan purposly blew the call. Actually that's just you, because the owner of believes it wasn't a malicious call. Until we get the camera angle from McClellan's facemask (hint, there isn't one) we'll never know what he saw.

That it is %100 certain Holliday didn't touch the plate. That site has "definitive proof" that Holliday never touched the plate, but if you look at all the replays he has complied, I looks very possible that Holliday might have touched the tip of the plate. For the record, I'm pretty sure Holliday didn't actually touch the plate either.

That video replay would have changed the outcome of the play. This is the most laughable part of the argument, and I'm going to completely ignore the implications replay would have had on the Atkins HR. Even if video replay was in place, McClellan would have made a call after the play came to its climax. Think of it like replay in the NFL: McClellan's "safe" call is like the whistle. After that call, no tag on Holliday could have been valid, because the play is now complete or "dead" in football terms. Since Barrett didn't ever have possession of the ball before the safe call, video replay could, in no way, overturn the call.

In conclusion, Rich is still mostly wrong about the outcome of the game. I made some bad jokes, and a terrible argument against Rich in my previous post. For that I apologize.

And for the record, Rich, I read a bunch of posts on your Blog, and it's a pretty decent one. Pretty good analysis and perspective.

I completely agree with you about fans trying to justify McClellan's call as interference. Barrett obviously had rights to the basepath since he was in the process of fielding the ball. McClellan simply believed that Holliday touched the tip of the plate. And why wouldn't he? His view of the play was blocked by Barrett's back, and Barrett's foot yielded as Holliday slid home. It was a tough call.