The most awful part comes after he falls the first time and they catcher runs past him in the attmeped run-down and you just *know* he's gonna score and make the ESPN Top Ten Plays, BUT he falls AGAIN and gets tagged.
Herer's the worst part: I was watching the game in the basement(taking cover from a nasty storm) when the satellite went out with Cust at the plate. I braved Channel 11's news upstairs on broadcast where they didn't even mention Cust's faux paux. I didn't know until Sunday morning.
I feel bad for Jack, because they pay him to hit, not run, well.
"Each time I've met Huffington, I wondered if she was not somehow the long-lost daughter of Madame Nicolai Ceaucescu, or a genetic cross between Martha Stewart and Count Dracula. Had this Greek-born harpy lived in medieval times, she would have been sewn up in a bag with a rooster and two snakes and thrown into the nearest river." -- Eric Margolis, Toronto Star
I wasn't sure if this should go in Baseball, Politics, or Movies/TV for the sheer entertainment value - but I figured I'd dump it here. Well, our trip to congress certainly was long, and accomplished nothing.