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Saturday, August 12, 2006


Mark Herrmann over at Newsday has a nice little story on Michael Sergio, the dude who parachuted onto the field in white suit at the beginning of game 6 of the 1986 World Series, perhaps rattling Bill Buckner who was at bat, and perhaps bringing the karma that allowed the Mets to pull that one out. Me? As a kid, I assumed he was an angel that only I could see, and angel sent by heaven to reassure us Mets fans that it would all work out in the end. Hey, it made a lot of sense at the time.

Sergio did 21 days in the hole for his stunt, a stunt motivated by the following crystal clear factors:
"I said, 'Go Sox?' That's so freaking weenie," he said, adding that other factors were at play for a man who then was appearing on the ABC soap opera "Loving" and was a diehard parachute jumper on the weekends."At 36 years old, that's kind of a point in a man's life where he has started to become aware he is part of the planet and that life isn't going to go on forever," he said.

But Herrmann, perhaps distracted by the many consonants in his name, does not tell us where Sergio jumped from. I assume it was a plane, but who was flying the plane? How did it get over Shea? Was the pilot thrown in jail too?

I'm suspicious; I still think he jumped from heaven.


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Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Welcome to NY!

Wow, what a shitty day for the Mets. Best wishes to Duaner Sanchez for a speedy recovery. And memo to Sterling enterprises: No more cabs, ok?

Meanwhile new Mets Roberto Hernandez and Oliver Perez got quite a welcome to NY. Apparently Mets management let it slip that they were looking to package Perez and ship him off while Omar's cell phone was still hot from the previous trade. And check out this video, off of SNY courtesy of a Metsblog poster. Notice the Berto montage playing in the background? Notice what's happening to Berto?

Well the deadline has come and gone, so we can get down to business. Phew.

And for all you Clemens-hating masochists out there, you gotta read this absurd Jayson Stark article.

The premise is that this headhunting mercenary 'roid freak "deserves" to get his mercenary-ass one more favor from the poor Astros club that has caved to his selfish demands time after time, demands which most likely have few equals in baseball history. It's articles like this (which could easily have been written by the player's publicist) which make me wonder about sportswritng as a craft...doesn't anyone here know what the truth is anymore? Objectivity?

To give you a taste:
"Given Clemens' affection for his hometown, his teammates and even his owner, he would never broach that subject himself. He would never ask to bail out. It isn't what he's about. "
All Drayton McLane had to do to change it was simply feel the urge to do the right thing -- for a pitcher who has always done the right thing for him."

What a cowardly piece of player propaganda. Besides that, I can't believe Boston would want him at his current price. It's no exaggeration to say: ESPN is garbage. Happy Mouth-Vomitting!
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