Category: MLB General

The biggest mistake Jason Giambi ever made has nothing to do with The Cream or The Clear. Or his inject-by-numbers approach to the anabolic cocktails that undoubtedly manifested into the vast array of internal bodily malfunctions incurred by the slugger throughout his tenure in pinstripes.

I may or may not be the same person who fiercely argued that A-Rod swat was actually part of the natural running motion. And I may have also adamantly contended that the Ken Jennings fiasco was a scam ABC pulled to get their ratings up. And lastly, there’s a possibility I wrote a college paper asserting that Lord of the Flies was really about materialism and society’s preoccupation with real estate and property. (Why else would they be always fighting over that damn conch shell?)

So I have admittedly made a few bad calls. And with that kind of track record, some could think it impossible for me to craft a convincing case for not hating the Yankees, especially since I am usually not slowed by logic. But convincing a college English professor of ridiculous literary themes is one thing. I can sure as hell sway the imbeciles who haven’t caught on that it’s perennially maddening to root against a team that wins more than they lose.

NL West Projected Standings

NL Central Projected Standings

by Trevor Freeman

The AL West should be a season long roller coaster ride.  It would not surprise me if all four teams in this division finish with between 79 and 94 wins.  There were a lot of comings and goings with this group.  We said “So long” to Tim Hudson, Mark Mulder, Troy Glaus and Troy Percival while waiving “hello” to Adrian Beltre, Jason Kendall, and Steve Finley.  How will it all shake out?  Here is a summary of each team with our projected order of finish at the bottom of the page.

NL East Projected Standings

Our baby sitter Alison has an expression that my wife and I have grown to love: sharing is caring.  And while she uses it mainly to referee possession disputes between our 3 year-old twins, I like to think she also means something more profound:  sharing is the ultimate demonstration of love and caring for small children.  If you need proof, witness the bond that toddlers have with those who play with them on the floor.   Dropping to their altitude elicits smiles and offers of everything from toys to soggy crackers.  

So it is that merely sharing a first name with the Yankee centerfielder in the early seventies was enough for me to become an adoring, mildly obsessed fan.  Bobby Murcer was a pillar of my childhood.  

Even though there is more than a foot of snow outside my door, it is once again time to start talkin’ baseball.  And what better way to start off the spring, than to compare the Sox and Yankees?  Both teams certainly made headlines this winter and there are a lot of new faces to be accounted for.  Let’s start with a position by position analysis.  

I’m sorry; I realized that I am part of this steroid machine. But after seeing Bonds’ press conference last night, I can’t help but write about steroids one last time.

Last night I turned on SportsCenter only to see a gigantic Barry Bonds front and center addressing a very anxious media. Did anyone else notice that Bonds’ head took up the entire television screen — you couldn’t even see the curtain behind him? For a second I thought he was going to bulge through the screen, warping my T.V forever.