Just a bit outside
So you’re saying there’s a chance …

So you’re saying there’s a chance …

Remember when Manny tried to sell his grill on eBay?

Remember when Manny tried to sell his grill on eBay?

Maybe we need to work on your spatial understanding.
“Bitch, I’m telekinetic.”

Maybe we need to work on your spatial understanding.

“Bitch, I’m telekinetic.”

Captain Awesome. 
Also, Tommy Milone is the heir to King Moyer’s Oldlandia Empire. 

Captain Awesome. 

Also, Tommy Milone is the heir to King Moyer’s Oldlandia Empire. 

So I was watching a sumo wrestling match, but then a baseball game broke out

There’s some earth shattering baseball being played right now. 

The two starting pitchers’ combined weight is two tons and three fourths of a mack truck.

Purchase your “Manny Packs” now!

He’ll be baacckkk soon enough. 

But before he debuts May 30 for the Oakland A’s after serving a 50-game suspension — whittled down from 100 after he abruptly retired and missed more than 150 games last year — Manny Being Manny will play for the Sacramento River Cats, the A’s Triple A affiliate. 

Talk about desperate. Someone should have warned them of the consequences of, uh, celebrating a notorious juicer with a promo that includes:

Fans can also purchase a limited-edition Manny Pack, which includes 20 or 40 River Cats ticket vouchers (good for any game this season). In addition to the game vouchers, both Manny Packs come with a Manny Ramirez River Cats t-shirt, while supplies last. For more information or to purchase a Manny Pack, fans can call the River Cats at (916) 376-HITS (4487).

Talk about sending the wrong message to kids. Kind of funny though, the pun on Fanny Packs, like somehow there’s this subliminal attempt to present Manny as someone as harmless as your grandmother, what with the swimroebics and now, Fanny Packs. 
Never forget that this man once tried to sell his grill on eBay, without pause for concern that posting beside it would not cause the commotion it did. There was no way eBay was authorizing the sale of a grill for hundres of thousands of dollars. 
He’ll disrupt your dreams. 

California can’t afford the Oakland A’s

Are you joking me, the state is in a $16 billion hole, and you want one of its poorest and heavily populated areas to kick in tax money on a stadium?

Even if you move it to San Jose, it’s the same thing. 

Unless. 

Unless you legalize it. 

But that ain’t happening. Stoners wanna pay taxes, and they’re like noooo even though it’s going on and there’s like 800 “clinics” within a five-mile radius of where you live, you being a Californian. 

Put them in Montreal, oh wait no one cares. 

How about Tijuana? That’s what they look like anyway, a team of Mexican League All Stars, the Tijuana Atleticos. 

That’s awesome marketing too man. 

Do it! Do it! Do it!

Wait, Tijuana’s been safer lately too so …

Do it! Do it! Do it!

Just … uh, test the players more often. 

Angels tickets were available for 24 cents

I would have gone, fuck a ball game for a quarter, had I not had to do freelance shit during those hours. 

24 cents though. Albert Pujols for 24 cents. Last week I was stoked to get like dollar tickets. I heard that field level seats were 12 bucks. 

I’m not sure if it’s the Angels or the stink of the A’s when they come to town though. 

That’s homerism. I’m under no illusion that, despite Pujols’ Ichiro-like 3-hit game (All singles, or in Ichiro’s case, and mine, cingles), the average fan would want to pay a full buck to watch the Angels possibly go through another shutout on top of its eight shutouts. One more and it’s a major league record. I think, or something to that effect — there’s so many caveats to these major league records (most home runs in 33 games, most shutouts through two months blah blah) but that record kind of is sad. 

Fucking Vernon Smells, this is all your fault. That’s when it all went downhill. Because guess what, the Angels could use Frank Francisco AND ESPECIALLY MIKE NAPOLI OVER YOU. Yes, Frank I’m Going to Get Myself Kicked Out of the Game Because I’m a Shitty Closer Fucking Francisco is more valuable than Vernon Smells. 

It’s not the stink of the A’s. It’s the Stink of Smells. 

Brandon Inge was the first player since (You’ll never guess) to drive in four or more runs in four games over the span the span of five games

What that means is he didn’t exactly hit four or more RBIs in four straight games, but he did do it within a five-game span. 

Oh, and the last guy to do it was Lou Gehrig. 

Kind of choke on that a bit, Tigers fans who abused Inge on his way out.  Knowing Inge, it’s probably a fluke that will unravel once he competes in the HR Derby yet again. 

Youk can DREAM BIG — What now for the unlikely hero (faarrrrtttttttttt)

Kevin Youkilis in entrenched in Boston. He’s set to marry Brady’s sister, he parties up there, and he’s made it his city. Limeys almost forget he’s Jewish. He’s the symbol of what went right during the Theo years, and he’s a victim of what went horribly wrong soon after. 

Youk was the ultimate Moneyball guy, and if Billy Beane ever tells you the playoffs are a crapshoot, feel free to slap him with a wad of $100 bills with Youk’s face. Theo and Henry executed Moneyball perfectly, with a leash from old school mook Larry Lucchino. 

I still contend that, despite his age, he would have been a good hitter had two of these things happened: Big Papi’s bat dies, or Adrian Gonzalez stays in San Diego one more year. 

Even in hindsight, Theo did the right thing by trading for Gonzo before allowing him to hit free agency. The going rate for slugging first basemen goes above Gonzo’s now decent looking extension at $154 million. Yeah, I’d take that over the Princely Sum, and if you’re a Red Sox fan, so should you. 

I’ve also always contended that Boston should have signed Adrian Beltre to compliment Gonzo, and then stick Youk at left, where he would do less damage to his dignity, body, and the Red Sox pitchers, somewhat in that order. 

But Carl Crawford happened, and David Ortiz’s decline didn’t. Youk’s bat was comparable to Mark Teixeira, pre-switch, so it made sense to keep his bat in the lineup, no matter the long-term ramifications of putting more unnecessary punishment on his Doughy frame. Now he’s been reduced to an accused clubhouse tattletale and Jacoby Ellsbury’s Least Favorite Friend. A bad break is inevitable given the circumstances, and there’s nothing dignifying about being replaced by a 23-year-old stud infield prospect who hit a grand slam, something Youk can only dream of in his GIDP days. 

But Youk can thrive for a few more years, given the perfect situation. He’s a change of scenery guy. Regardless of return, here’s where he makes sense:

San Francisco Giants

Aubrey Huff’s anxious, but it’s time to let that relationship end and let Brandon Belt’s era begin. San Francisco also just lost Pablo Sandoval. Youk can get at bats at left, third and first, patterned after who’s pitching and where the ball is likely to not go. Belt can play first or left with little damage, though I wouldn’t blame Bruce Bochy for entrenching him in first, where he belongs and will thrive. 

San Diego Padres

No pressure, Boston can offer Youk a paid vacation and re-establish his value as a … what exactly? On base machine and line-drive provocateur, all while on scenic San Diego, where no one’s watching!

No pressure, Youk gets a paid leave of sorts to re-heal himself and possibly go out as a Jason-Giambi type pinch-hitting machine. 

Arizona Diamondbacks

He can play first base all day every day. 

Philadelphia Phillies

There’s really nothing in it for the Phillies because Ty Wigginton is statistically comparable to Youk now. He’s even better because he’s healthy, and can actually stay in one piece after playing third. 

If Youk can stay focused on hitting however, he is obviously a better hitter than Wigginton. There is that slight upside of success, and at the very least, he’s a better bet to get on base. 

Of course, Boston GM Ben Cherington could jerk Youk around in the Henry-Red Sox tradition by sending him to Oakland. 

Reunited with good unfriend Manny Ramirez, in a park where hitters like him go to die, cheered by no fans but the free range cockroaches O.Co’s famous for, and shitty hot dogs. 

Boston gets Grant Balfour. See, that makes baseball sense. But given the modest ‘pen upgrade, I’d rather see Youk go out with a first class ticket, not a first ass ticket to shitsville, Calif.