Rocketing Around the Blogosphere

The hockey season isn't over, it just seems that way now that my beloved Sharks are out of the playoffs. Apparently there's another sport being played this time of the year...

Let's lead off with a little baseball history, shall we? The question is: "who is the ninth man?"

He is out there somewhere in spring training. He's probably 20 or 21, maybe 22. And he will retire in the year 2016. He will be the grand old man of baseball. And they will say, 'He's so old that the year he broke in, Eddie Murray was still playing.' And he will become the ninth man. Eddie Murray's the eighth man. When he broke in, Brooks Robinson was still playing. And when Robinson broke in, Bob Feller was still playing. And when Feller broke in, Rogers Hornsby was still playing. And when Hornsby broke in, Honus Wagner was still playing. And when Wagner broke in, Cap Anson was still playing. And when Anson broke in, Dickey Pearce was still playing. And when Pearce broke in, Doc Adams was still playing. Adams played for the Knickerbocker club inthe first organized game of baseball in 1846, number one of the eight men whose careers cover the 152 seasons since. And somewhere out there is the ninth man.

Thanks to Off Wing Opinion for the pointer to this one.

In the #2 spot we have Roberto of DynamoBuzz telling us about taking the family to see a minor league baseball game.

Moving the runners along, QandO reports on "Terror Math" and what exactly it means to find a single sarin-filled artillery shell in Iraq. This is scary stuff. In related developments, John and McQ have added Dale Franks to the blogging team, removing them from the Beeblebroxian category and placing them squarely in the realm of three-headed knights of Holy Grail fame. Ni! (I know)

Batting cleanup, we find this from the flea ethereal:

Bruce Campbell says there is "some validity" to rumours Ash could take on Freddy and Jason.

The mere thought makes me grin like an idiot.

Up next is Lemur Girl, who says:

...we all have the same love for the sun. So when it next peeks out from behind a cloud and people rush down to bathe shirtless and in tiny tops I will gladly join them.

Film at 11 (he wonders hopefully)?

Batting sixth is Angelweave's Heather, who has figured out that the cicada's are actually Zerg! Yikes!

In the seventh slot, we have Daniel, who brazenly displays a deep and penetrating understanding of mysterious technological mysteries. Jen steals the sign and calls the balk!

Seventh inning stretch! Jello shots, courtesy of Lawren.

Batting eighth, and consistantly going deep, is Debbye Stratigacos. Way to shut the home team down!

And finally, batting ninth with a funny bat, we have Simon. If you love football, you're daft, according to him.

Hitting the showers was never this much fun.

That's it, complete game. Now will someone please tell McCarver to STFU?!?!?!

Posted by Ted at May 21, 2004 05:28 AM
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