Baseball July 21st, 2009
Curious story out of Pittsburgh yesterday. When Jason Kendall was interviewed post game he called Pirates pitching coach Joe Kerrigan by a different name.
"It was fine until Dave Kerwin," Kendall said, referring to Kerrigan. Kendall continued to call Kerrigan by that incorrect name -- seemingly on purpose -- even after being promptly corrected.
"I can take a lot, but I'm not going to get yelled at," he continued. "Dave Kerwin started yelling at me...."
When asked what he thought made Kerrigan so mad, Kendall responded: "I don't know. Dave Kerwin? I have no idea."
Now, it's clear to me that he is talking about Joe Kerrigan but in an attempt to undermine him is calling him by a different name. People do this all the time. Sometimes when I am mad at my friend Emily I call her "Smemily". If I am upset with my friend Jeff I call him "Jeffrey". Whenever my ex makes me mad I call her something that rhymes with "pilthy chucking door". This makes sense. What doesn't make sense is the name Jason Kendall chose. Read the rest of this entry »
|Gentlemen, I'd like to introduce you to the newest member of the Milwaukee Brewers, Felipe Lopez!|
|Hey guys, what's up? I'm happy to be here.|
|Uhhh, hi. Casey McGehee, right? I think you're a great ball player.|
|HABLA INGLESIAS?! Read the rest of this entry »|
Remember last year when everyone on facebook was doing that "25 Things" list and then tagging you and trying to get you to do it? Yeah, I never did that. Big League Stew did a baseball related one earlier this year, but we weren't well enough known to be asked (yeah, that's why I'm sure of it). Well, in the interest of always trying different things and lack of any great ideas for our 200th POST we decided to participate. Here's what we came up with.
- I don't own a single bobblehead and I never have. If I did get one I am pretty sure I would sell it. Unless it was the Jeff Suppan bobblehead because that has no value.
- Before the season I told my friends that I would meet my next girlfriend at Miller Park. Thus far this has not happened. (I blame Ryan Braun.)
- When I was a kid I went to a Brewers game and got a foul ball via some Happy Youngster-esque means (batting practice+glove+ball out of reach=glove/belt combo) then later got it signed by two players: Fernando Vina and Derek Jeter. I may have been too old to have that glove, but I know that now and knowing is half the battle. The ball is still around here somewhere.
- I have an unhealthy man crush on Ichiro Suzuki and can often be seen in a Mariners hat. This does not change the way I feel about the Brewers.
- My main influences for Miller Park Drunk are Bill Simmons (like everyone who writes about sports on the internet), Deadspin, Kissing Suzy Kolber and The Dugout, but I would never be here if it wasn't for Scotsmanality (this probably best describes it, this is where Scotsman is now). He always did what you didn't expect him to do and that's something I always try to remember. He did, however, tell me not to start this blog so it's not like he's a genius or anything.
- I HATE the Yankees more than any team in any sport. When my son was born a friend of his mother purchased a baby Yankees jersey for him and I told her that it would "never, ever touch his skin as long as I was alive with the possible exception of being used as a baby wipe." This didn't go over well and led to an enormous fight that I am likely still feeling the effect of, but was the absolute truth and to my knowledge has never happened.
- Honestly? I never considered myself a "true" Brewers fan until around the time Mark A took over the team. I always supported them, but at the same time I was smart enough to know that the Seligs had no clue how to run a team and never would. History has proven me correct in this thinking.
- I have never taken a college course in writing. Does this one surprise you? It's not like we're doing mind blowing work here, but I like to think we're a step above a lot of the blogs out there.
- As a kid my favorite player was Albert Belle. Yes, that Albert Belle. I have no explanation for this at all.
- My favorite Brewer (that's not currently on the team)? I like to say Paul Molitor, but I remember him more for his work as a Blue Jay. The real answer is probably Dave Nilsson.
- One of my life long goals is to throw a decent knuckleball. I should probably stop biting my nails if I ever want this to happen.
- I play Baseball Mogul almost every day and have for the past two years despite the fact that the game hates Milwaukee. Seriously, every single game I play as the Brewers has us losing money and last in ticket sales. Drives me insane. (Don't even get me started on their Braun ratings.)
- I rarely tailgate and usually hit the Fridays before the game. I try to keep my tailgating to times I am with a lot of people and we have the time to get there 2-3 hours before the game (I hate missing first pitch). If you are going with one or two people it's kind of pointless to break out the grill and the bags. Fridays has Spotted Cow, but keep me away from the Long Islands. That doesn't usually end well.
- I am now a published writer featured on Decider. You can find our story in the Milwaukee Decider or the Madison Decider depending on your location. Can you believe someone actually paid me to make jokes about douchebags?
- And since that article decided to use my real name, here's my favorite picture of me at Miller Park. Doing the Lion King with my son at Friday's Front Row.
Alright, that's only 15 but I think that's enough and now you know. Thanks for supporting us for the first 200, here's to the next 200. Check out our article in the Decider. We'll be back later to talk about the newest Brewer and more.
It's really nice out. I got stuff to do. We're disappearing til Monday. Next week is a pretty big week for us. You'll see Miller Park Drunk: published author, our 200th post extravaganza, the guys from Right Field Bleachers and much, much more. It's going to be a great time. Before I go I just wanted to let all you Ryan Braun lovers and people who are actually Ryan Braun know: I love you for who you are. Unconditionally.
Drink. Eat. Drink.
The Brewers are enjoying a comfortable 9-3 lead.
|/wipes 2 liters of sweat off brow
Wha? Who keeps doin' dat? I be tryin' to pitch good.
|(whispering) It's me. Trevor.|
|Oh, hey boss. What can I do for ya?|
|I need you to give up three runs.|
|Wha? Why? We need to win this one boss! We cruisin' to a victory!|
|Don't worry about that, just give up this home run so the game will be a save situation.|
|Bu..bu.... but I wanted to be a startin again soon! I need to prove myself to Mr. Mancha!|
|Listen Red, you're never going to be a starter again.|
|For one, you're not that good.|
|Aww hell that don't matter. Look at the rest of our staff.|
|True, but you're also nature's mistake.|
|What in the sam hell is that supposed to mean?|
|What's wrong with it?|
|Don't play dumb I've seen you on Yahoo Answers.|
|Yeah, but there been lotsa good red headed baseball players.|
|Man, you got a creepy lookin' face. It looks like you stole it from a wax museum in the Dells.
Okay, what 'bout Bobby Kielty?
|Maybe in the California Penal League.|
|Maybe in the Betty Ford League.|
|Doug Rader! He won 5 Gold Gloves!|
|Yeah, but that was in the 70s when they used to pick the Gold Glove awards by who could do the Hustle and who could get the best quaaludes.|
|True. That certainly explains Mark Belanger, but whatta 'bout Wade Boggs? Great hitter, could drank 'bout 70 beers, hung out with Mr. Perfect, sex addict, used to record other players cheatin' to protect himself.
Wait, scratch that last one.
|Oh, would you just give up the home run already? You know you were going to anyways.|
/gives up 3 run bomb
|STFU TREVOR I HEARD WHAT YOU SAID ABOUT RED HEADS|