Thursday, October 30, 2014

Jake Peavy Pt. 2...

First of all, congratulations to the San Francisco Giants on a well-deserved third championship in five years. Joe Panik at second looked like he'll be another Dustin Pedroia one day, the way he made that play of the game. Hunter Pence may be a head case, but he's my kinda head case -- I love the way he played throughout the series as much as I loved that possessed expression he wore at the plate. Third baseman Pablo Sandoval is a free agent now, and I would love to see him in a Red Sox uniform in 2015, but if the Giants let him go, then they deserve to finish fifth in their division next year. And Madison Bumgarner... Jesus H. Christ. Best, World, Series, Pitching, Ever. Period.

Of course, there would have been no Game 7 if Jake Peavy hadn't lost control of Game 6 in the second inning. I'm a lifelong Red Sox guy, so I didn't really have a horse in this particular race, but I could watch baseball all day no matter who was playing who -- I would have been just as pleased if the Royals had won it all. I just really, really wanted to see Peavy win Game 6. He helped the Red Sox get to the playoffs last year, and then he sort of lost his grip then as well. He falls apart after the regular season ends. He's the pitching equivalent of Oakland GM Billy Beane, it seems -- except Peavy has a couple of rings for his effort.

I think Peavy's major flaw is, he pitches with too much heart. Maybe that's why I love him...

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Twin Peaks? Let's Rock...

I distinctly remember the "25 years later" segment where Kyle Maclachlan is sitting in that Red Room. Sure enough, it's twenty-five years later, and Mark Frost and David Lynch are picking up where they left off. If I wasn't a Lynch fan, I probably wouldn't have noticed. But I am, and frankly, I find it a bit eerie. I get the sense that he knew he would revisit Twin Peaks in the future, though I can't see how. Lynch always had that otherworldly element in his work. What separates him from most other creators in that vein is that I found his stuff somewhat believable -- I just could never explain why...

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

I Wonder If Nashua Is Slowly Killing Me...

Last night, I tried to be a good cabbie by helping a way too drunk guy make it home. In doing so, he managed to knock both of us on our butts after I helped him out of the car. I'm a little over six feet tall and tip the scales around 240, but this prick was in his 60s and about as heavy as me and completely uncooperative. And if it wasn't for the fact that this was a seniors' place I was bringing him to, I would have curb-stomped him until I was satisfied and drove the fuck off.

If this is the sort of shit I have to look forward to as I get old, then kill me now. I don't want it.

Friday, October 10, 2014

Like I Need Another Reason To Hate Nashua...

I was in my room last night, watching a movie and texting a friend, when some stupid-ass crackhead knocked on my door. I didn't know it was a stupid-ass crackhead until I opened the door, but anyway...

He was all feisty like, who are you, I said um, who the fuck are you, he lunged at me, I grabbed him, he got me in a headlock, I slammed him against the wall, and we scuffled for maybe ten seconds. Finally he stormed off as we traded insults. That was that.

Today, I woke up sore in my upper right chest from that scrap, but otherwise, he didn't hurt me. I'm okay. But I'm still a bit pissed off...

Monday, October 6, 2014

Well, I Got That One Wrong...

Back in May, I predicted that the Detroit Tigers would go to this year's World Series. Ain't gonna happen -- the Baltimore Orioles knocked them out off the playoffs last night. But the Kansas City Royals knocked off the Los Angeles Angels, too. I strongly doubt anyone predicted an Orioles-Royals matchup for the ALCS five months ago. As for the NLCS, I'm guessing it'll be the San Francisco Giants versus the St. Louis Cardinals. But it could be the Washington Nationals versus the Los Angeles Dodgers. A Nats-Royals World Series would make George Steinbrenner spin in his grave, wouldn't it? Nothing ever seemed to make that man happy anyway. Certainly not the multiple Yankee championships. We'll just have to wait and see...