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I turn on ESPN around 1:30, and I see a good baseball game on. Tigers and Angles, tied score, extra innings. I said to myself, "Self, this is more entertaining than an episode of Cheers that you've seen 4 times this month. Plus, it concerns the Sox. Let's watch." Myself agrees. Great game. Won in 12 on a game-winning hit by Troy Glaus, 7-6 Angels. And I say to myself, "Self, that was a good game. Too bad the Angels won, though. Let's see if the Yankees lost." So I stay for SportsCenter, and one of the first things out of John Anderson's mouth was "A strike date has been set." And I say to myself, "Self, what the fuck? They said Monday that they weren't going to set a strike date until at the earliest Friday. I'm sure I just heard him wrong." So I sit through the D-Backs highlights, and the Blue Jays highlights, and the Angels highlights that I already saw when they weren't highlights, and Steve Levy comes on with the MLB logo occupying the graphic thing over his right shoulder. He then goes on to say that the date has been set for Friday, August 30th. I then proceed to do what any good baseball fan would do. I scream the f-word at the top of my lungs, call the players union a bunch of selfish bastards, wish death on Tony Clark and throw things with reckless abandon. I then proceeded to pick up a conveniently placed roll of wallpaper and smack the shit out of my kitchen table for a good five minutes. Then, I planned on reenacting this swear-laden diatribe for you, the Weinervillian. But now, I feel an emptiness, almost like a depression getting ready to swoop in. I don't know whether I'm going to cry or sleep for a week. Either way, Major League Baseball as we know it has one of two options.
A: It recognizes that it has 17 days to live, wherein it shoots itself in the temple, telling its organizers to completely rethink their point of view, or...
B: It reaches an agreement or goes on strike in 17 days, but nothing changes and we go through this horrible cycle again, where we lose the World Series again but this time we don't have Cal Ripken, Mark McGuire and Sammy Sosa to bring it back. And before you say that Cal didn't play a big part, let me ask you one thing. If Cal Ripken Jr. had taken a day off somewhere in the early 90's and not broken Lou Gehrig's consecutive games played record, would baseball have been around in 1998 for Mac and Sammy? I think not.
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All I know is that while I won't really miss Blue Jays' games, I'll watch as many as I can before the strike because dammit, Roy Halladay is one helluva pitcher. Other than that, they have some good young talent and some potential for greatness...but they just need to work on some issues to get great. You can apply that to the league as a whole, if you want, and it'd still work. Why? Because Roy Halladay is one helluva pitcher.
"That's what the Internet is for, slandering others anonymously" Banky Edwards (Jason Lee), Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back
"Smile." Maguire (Jude Law), Road to Perdition
"You can't fight in here, this is the War Room!" The President (Peter Sellers), Dr. Strangelove or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love the Bomb
From the article on ESPN.com, it suggests that they could set the strike date of Aug. 30 on friday. The reason the players have not set a date yet, is because it would be a PR disaster for them if they do strike. Though you would think they'd realize it's almost as bad to be talking about going on strike, but considering their "who gives a damn?" attitude after the All-Scam game, it's not surprising.
What now? There hasn't been a strike date set as of yet. Read it this morning; at the meeting on Monday, they didn't set a strike date, and the next time they would set a strike date would be this Friday. Yes, that date would be August 30th, but it hasn't happened yet. There's cause for optimism this time around. Just believe me.
Check here, and calm your fears. It'll be all right... right now.
Amateur! Seriously, you'd hope there would be something more to provoke this than getting hit.. in the shin.. with a breaking ball. Otherwise among baseball people, I'd guess Offerman goes out remembered as a stinkin' coward.