Sunday night is a bittersweet time. You’re all nice and relaxed from the weekend…but then…what’s that noise?! Did you hear something lurking in the shadows? GAAAH! It’s MONDAY MORNING! RUUUNNN!!! So here’s a few links to lull you back into a false sense of security:
Fire Brand of the American League on the Roy Oswalt – to – Boston – at – the – deadline rumors.
The Kansas City Star on all the stuff you can get with a Royals ticket stub (warning: you may need an Excel spreadsheet to keep track of it all).
The Bleacher Report on what the Rangers could do to become contenders—this season.
The Other Fifteen made a heat map to compare Tulo’s range with Jeter’s. Guess who wins!
Phil Hughes lets Morgan Ensberg guest blog. The results are sort of like a Jackson Pollock painting.
Keith Law went to a wedding. The DJ played “Sweet Caroline”….and paused for the
fans guests to shout BAHM BAHM BAAAHM and SO GOOD! SO GOOD! SO GOOD! How odd.
River Ave Blues gulps and delivers the bad news: Jorge Posada’s shoulder is still not better. Will the Yanks have to bite the bullet and get a backup for their backup? Doug Mirabelli’s available… (DOUGIE’S GOING DEEP!)
Baseball Prospectus on just how insane Cliff Lee has been to start the season.
High Cheese notes that Tom Gorzelanny’s bobblehead is making an obscene gesture.
And finally, Sox and Dawgs has the latest crop of Red Sox charity wines. Last year, we had Schilling Schardonnay, Caberknuckle, and my personal favorite, Manny Being Merlot. I was hoping the Sox would branch out into beer and hard liquor (“Coco’s Crisp IPA: Packed with good hops” or “Varitek Vodka: Intangibly Smooth”) but no such luck. This year’s puns are Sauvignyoouuk (witty), Captain’s Cabernet (yawn), and Vintage Papi (super-yawn). I’m disappointed, quite frankly. What about the Papi Pinot I requested? The Matsu-sake?! Pedroia’s Petite Sirah? Buchholztraminer?!?
What else should I be reading? Email me!