Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Opening Day Around MLB -- Sorta

Some random thoughts as I watched Opening Day around the TV dial...

Ken Griffey Jr. is wearing #3 for the Reds. Since when? What happened to #24? His dad wore 30, so that can't be the reason. Is he paying homage to Babe Ruth? Or Alan Trammell?

Speaking of the Reds, they're supposed to be terrible this year and after seeing parts of their ugly 16-7 loss to the Cubs, I can see why. Their third baseman short hops one to first base, it's bobbled, and EVERYONE is safe. President Bush watches after throwing out the first pitch. It's the best toss he's made since throwing our troops under the bus.

Chris Shelton IS the real deal, folks. He muscles homers to left and right, and if he does that all season, how do you pitch to him? Pencil him in for .315 -- maybe higher. And put it in pen, on second thought. Or chisel it in stone, if you'd prefer.

The Braves nearly blow it against the Dodgers. And I wish the Dodgers would put their names back on their uniforms, or at least make their numbers thicker. They look like a minor league team.

Boston takes care of Texas as Curt Schilling seems in midseason form. It already looks hot in Arlington. No wonder they play most of their home games at night -- even the Sunday ones.

Magglio Ordonez first-pitch swings and grounds out with runners on first and third to kill a rally, right after Pudge Rodriguez walks on four straight pitches. Come on, new hitting coach Don Slaught -- that's SO Tigers 2005!

The Reds look simply miserable in front of their home crowd, many of whom apparently came disguised as empty seats. Of course, the weather looks lousy. There's Griffey again with his #3 -- will someone PLEASE explain?

Braves and Dodgers in a slugfest. Back in the day, that was unheard of in a Braves/Dodgers contest. Of course, I'm going back to circa 1992. I always did live in the past.

Kenny Rogers will be a joy to watch as he turns hitters inside out. And this Joel Zumaya? Are you KIDDING me? This guy's a nasty beast. 'Bout time we had a presence like that on the mound in Detroit. The kid is up there throwing bottle rockets -- and they have movement. He's got stuff big league hitters wake up thinking about in the middle of the night in a cold sweat.

Mario Impemba and Rod Allen wearing suits and ties in the booth? What happened to the nifty FSN polo shirts? Maybe it's an Opening Day thing.

The Cubs telecast signs off, and the lead announcer lists off five or six names as broadcast partners. That's not an announcing team -- that's a coaching staff.

This just in: Jimmy Rollins of the Phillies gets a hit and extends his broken-arrow hitting streak to 37 games, 36 of which came in 2005. Guess an entire winter didn't cool him off.

Fernando Rodney finishes off the Royals, who stink. Still, it's nice to see Jimmy Leyland pop out of the dugout as a winner in his American League managing debut. 1-0, with a day off. Savor the moment.

1 Comments:

Blogger Greg Eno said...

You're right, Ozz -- I hadn't thought of it that way.

9:05 AM  

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