Here they are, in all their cardboard glory. Comments here. Sorry about the slippers — needed something to prop up Gomez and Sele.
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Here they are, in all their cardboard glory. Comments here. Sorry about the slippers — needed something to prop up Gomez and Sele. I don’t honestly have much use for football — I generally tune in in late December, when I’m desperate for the sight of grass, and then whatever bandwagon team I pick gets bounced in the first round. But tonight was different: The Colts and the Patriots in a game that might as well be this […] People ask me what I do in winter when there's no baseball. I'll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring. — Rogers Hornsby There's an interesting discussion today over at Dan Shanoff's site about fandom. Dan is a pal of mine — he was on the same bill as Greg and me at Varsity Letters last winter — and besides being salt of the earth, he's one of the most knowledgeable, enthusiastic sports fans you'll meet. That said, there's […] Downstairs in our house you'll find a treadmill, and on one arm of that treadmill you'll find my iPod and headphones. The playlist I currently queue up for running is called MARCH 2007, which means very little beyond the fact that I created it then, thanks to months of adding a song here and subtracting […] Since the Mets' 2007 season went off the cliff, there's been no shortage of plans to get the Mets back on track, from trading Jose Reyes for Johan Santana to doing more or less nothing. A Met blueprint is a Rorschach test both of how angry you were at the 2007 club as it imploded […] Last month as the Mets were struggling to stay above water, Jace went to a city that could say the same, as chronicled here. For more about my adventures and misadventures trying to follow the Mets from overseas, see yesterday’s Real Time column from the Online Journal.If you’ve never been and get the chance, go to Venice. It […] Charlie Hangley on the left, Jason on the right. Snapped a month ago, perhaps an hour after Pedro completed his triumphant comeback, on a sunny afternoon on Long Beach Island. Would have been posted earlier, but ran afoul of the magic-number countdown. About which the less said the better. Don’t worry, Charlie and Jace. Summer […] When it was over, when the disaster was complete, Joshua began to cry. That's the thing about being four — up until the third strike on Castillo, he really believed the Mets were going to win. It didn't matter that the Nationals were down 6-1 with two out in the ninth. He believed in them, […] I suppose in some alternate universe we didn’t blow a seven-game lead with 17 to play. In this one, matters are otherwise. Congratulations Phillies. |
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