I may have mentioned this before and I might not have, but earlier this year I was fired from a job. It wasn't a particularly good job, but it was my job and I'd been there for awhile and they fired me. (FUN FACT: Did you know you can get fired for telling your boss "f*ck you"? It's true!) When I got fired from my job I wasn't upset about losing the job. I was upset that I worked at that job for so long. The reason being that I believed I was meant for more. I believed that the job that I had was not worthy of my employment and that I was selling myself short by working there for so long. I was not being the person that I believed myself to be and that was a terrible feeling. I can do better. I am meant for more than that.
I heard a story the other day about a guy who was getting divorced. He was married for 30 years, longer than I have been alive (by a couple months at least), and his wife decided that she needed a divorce. It wasn't anything to do with him or their relationship, she just didn't see herself where she thought she was going to be when they got married. She looked in the mirror and didn't like what she saw anymore. She believed that she was meant for more than what she was.
Another good friend of mine lost her job this year too and she had the same feeling I did. She wanted to do more with her creativity. She wanted to use her mind in her work. She wanted to do something that mattered, something she could believe in. She wanted more and she believed that was what she was meant to do.
You know what else happened this year? Read the rest of this entry »
In a desperate attempt to stay relevant Sports Illustrated polled 215 MLB players asking them who the "meanest player in baseball" was. I'm unsure of what Sports Illustrated used to define mean, but based on the top 10 it's probably just a poll of "who do you think is an asshole?" Here is that top 10:
- AJ Pierzynski (natch)
- Chase Utley (Really? But he's so cute)
- Milton Bradley
- Carlos Zambrano (Seriously, how big of an upset is Big Z and Bradley going behind Utley? That dude must eat babies.)
- Vicente Padilla (Who?)
- Alex Rodriguez (received 24 votes, all from the Yankees)
- Chris Carpenter
- Albert Pujols (Two Cardinals? I'm shocked. Shocked, I tell you.)
- Nyjer Morgan
- Kevin Youkilis (Once again, the Yankees outdo the Red Sox.)
And #13.... Prince Fielder.
Two Brewers in the top 15. Does this mean that we have arrived? I mean, there are also two Yankees, two Red Sox and two Cardinals in the top 15 as well and the only true test of success is how many people hate you. You never hear anyone saying "I hate the Astros" because nobody gives a crap about the Astros. They're just there and then they trade some players to the Phillies and then they're still just there. That's their role. We can't hate them because they don't do anything for us. The Brewers existed in a similar bubble throughout the 90's and maybe, just maybe they have finally broken out of that bubble and other teams are starting to hate us because of how good we are.
Or maybe Prince and Nyjer are just a couple of assholes. Read the rest of this entry »
milwaukee brewers September 12th, 2011
Apparently today was "everyone is freaking out about the Phillies series so Brewers bloggers write posts about how it's going to be okay" day and if there is one thing I never want to miss out on it's a good "everything is going to be okay" post.
Jack Moore of Disciples of Uecker tried to give everyone a little context today by looking at the Brewers record against their likely playoff opponents and even points out that, despite this weekend, the Brewers have a positive run differential in their season series against the Phillies. He also points out that the last time the Brewers played their most likely first round opponent, the Braves, they took three out of four games at Miller Park and that the team's record over 162 is more indicative of their talent than these games and those are all good points that give you something to think about, sure, but Moore stops short of admitting that this is a small sample size that says absolutely nothing about the Brewers' playoff fates.
The Brewers Bar took some time out this weekend to tell us that math was still on the Brewers side. This should seem obvious, but just seeing it on the page that the Cardinals would have to go 12-5 just to tie a 5-10 Brewers team puts a smile on my face. I'd give him more credit, but then he had to go and write this:
There's still a lot of baseball left to decide seeding, but there isn't enough left for the Brewers to realistically choke away a playoff appearance... even if it seems like they're trying.
Thankfully we have Adam McCalvy to point out that any team facing Chris Carpenter, Cole Hamels, Roy Halladay and Cliff Lee on consecutive days is going to struggle at the plate. He also points out that the Brewers don't play another winning team for the rest of the season, much less a team like the Phillies. Which is honestly all that really needs to be said about the weekend, but if you are one of the people who is worried about the Brewers let me ask you this. Read the rest of this entry »
I just read this. So I wrote this
awesome awful average? come on give me average poem.
It's my site, I do what I want.
It is coming and it is loud.
It is strong and it is proud.
It is coming, it has vowed.
It is not a call that can be dropped.
More like a train that will not be stopped.
Or a bubble that just won't pop.
Like a tornado, throwing things around.
Like an earthquake, tearing up the ground.
He is both and he is none.
He's like a hurricane that makes you run.
He is your hopes and your dreams.
Your tears and your screams.
You love him, but he don't love you too.
It doesn't matter because he'll make your dreams come true.
He'll be back soon in a limited role,
but the whole he will fill,
Could fill my soul.
Rickie's on his way so you better get ready.
Weeks is coming back, it's time to rock steady?
"Steady rockin' all night long"?
That is a song by the Whispers,
But Rickie Weeks won't be quiet.
His return is much more likely to cause a riot.
In my pants.