Wet Luzinski

There’s a joy to watching good defensive baseball

Boondoggle, sir.

Dreadful misplay in right field, sir. The Marlins are catching a nice tailwind after the break against good teams.

Well I guess it should be a 3-run HR by the opposition

Bader doesn’t want to wear those terrible Friday uniforms that Kepler designed.*

*I’m pretty sure. Regardless: I want someone to blame.

The higher the level of position you’re looking for, sir, the more it’s a veritable Augean stables of Teams calls and in-person interviews.

This one goes to 11 - Spinal Tap

Most blokes have nowhere to go after 10

Hospitals had smoking wards. Doctors smoked a n break rooms.

Can Durán hit

This is Jhoan Duran's entrance

Canadian too, say many people

Go Birds, sir.

Sir, Geddy Lee gave voice to this segment of the electorate rather well in “Freewill.”

There’s a statue of Nick Foles, sir.

That was a Robert on Robert matchup

I had every expectation that Michael Martinez would be the most improbable hero, sir.

Betcha it’s the same dh who ran off with my souvenir-stuffed backpack from the airplane’s overhead bin back in May.

We keep running back the plot of “The Producers,” sir.

What a snoozer of a loser.

The White Sox have played to win this game to a far greater extent than the Phillies.

I’ve also hung much of that on the Phillies too, sir, who seemed as determined to undo the great mistake they made on him as a player that they’d hoped for a kind of karmic payback as their manager.

One of Sandberg’s oddest side notes are the weirdly controversial-contentious-tortured times he had as a Phillies player and manager. Anyways, RIP. He was a great one.

The Phillies broadcast waiting for a Castellanos AB to talk about Sandberg’s death is what makes baseball special (nearly obliged too)

To be fair, those fingers did a lot of work.

The crowd audio on the Phillies - White Sox game tonight has a spring training energy that could not be further from the weekend in New York. It has to feel so strange.

The Phillies are embarrassing themselves in front of dozens of people early on in Chicago tonight.

He’s the most careful listener in baseball amidst a sea of carelessly yapping sports journalists. If you haven’t thought through a question, he’ll humiliate you. After years of lazy “how’dya feel?” postgame questions, I would do the exact same thing.

The more I learn about him, the more I marvel how lucky baseball and the country was to have him there at the time, sir.

Like a Carson Wentz blindside sack

The best part about the Marsh-Sosa collision is how Sosa hung on to the ball to make the catch. But ouch.