Before we jump into this week's links, we'll kick off with a little food for thought. Last night, I went to the Yankees-Blue Jays game at Yankee Stadium and the experience shed a little light on the events thus far this season. I was wearing a winter coat and still froze my balls off. It was so cold, washing your hands in the bathroom felt like pouring hydrochloric acid on chapped skin and holding a beer was like grabbing a frozen flagpole with wet bare hands. In other words, the thought of making contact with a wooden bat must have hurt like hell and running would be a dangerous proposition. Translation: it's way to cold for baseball still. It's no wonder we've seen such a proliferation of hammy pulls and tendon strains. Baseball is not a winter sport. This is too early.
Anyway, thanks a lot MLB for the 0-3 Tigers start and the already battered lineup. Let's listen to some Guns N' Roses.
My Brain Says Rage takes a nostalgic look at not only the best baseball movie ever, but the best sports movie ever. Although, guys there’s nothing wrong with Scott Bakula? Bakula is a juggernaut of sports movies, particularly as the aging simpleton who wants to prove he’s more than just a big arm, Paul Blake, in Necessary Roughness. Plus, Major League 3 is pretty good. Finally, who doesn’t mist up when the Wild Thing comes out? That’s some inspirational shit.
Memphis is the Rumplestiltzkin story of the Final 4. Makes sense.
Grateful Blue continues their in depth look at athletes gone actors. That’s a dangerous road you embark upon. Tread gently for you know not what you may encounter. There’s some scary shit out there.
Now this is a real find. Real Clear Sports salutes JR Giddens for his homage to the Fresh Prince of Bel Air.
Food Court Lunch caught wind of Moises Alou’s trip down to Bartman’s cave as he apologizes for turning Bartman into Smeagol.
This is an interesting little blurb from Gelf Magazine from a couple weeks ago. Edward Wasserman, a professor of journalism ethics at Washington and Lee University, is mobilizing his troops to defend writers against mean commenters. Gimme a break. It comes with the territory. Have you ever read some of the comments we get. Toughen up little buckaroo. Here’s a nice one from yesterday, “Wayne Fontes you douche, complete waste of time. I want my five mins. back, are you even a phan? Geeez!” Ahhh, makes it all worthwhile, doesn’t it?
Joe Sports Fan never disappoints. This time they have the Tom Henke Army – the platoon of giant glasses wearing soldiers. I think if I had to guess which of these guys I would sneak off in the jungle and smoke joints with it would probably be Corporal Mike Norris.
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