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The Filibuster

What are your thoughts on Chris Carpenter? Do you take it all as “intensely passionate” or just a good ol’ jerk?

Youngmi
Underneath the Halo

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reds_cards_brawl.jpgI don’t care much for St. Louis.  You could put me pretty firmly in the Brandon Phillips camp on this one and my feelings toward the Cardinals’ organization.  I didn’t like Tony LaRussa when he managed the A’s and I don’t like him now.  I could care less about Albert Pujols and Alfred Molina.  I mean Bengie Molina.  Damn.  Yadier.  I don’t like the Cardinals.

But I do enjoy seeing guys get fired up and making themselves heard.  I grew up watching Bob Probert enforce for the Red Wings (I’m guessing he’s also not a big fan of St. Louis based on his interactions with Tie Domi) and the day that Bill Laimbeer and his elbows gave way to Michael and the beautiful game was a sad day for all Michiganders. 

So I respect Carpenter going into the fracas and deciding to own it.  Sure, he may have been overshadowed by Cueto’s karate kicks and the managers’ ejections.  But only one man truly owned this rumble and that man is Chris Carpenter.  Without him, it’s just a bunch of guys jawing at each other.  He took it to that next level, the level where bad blood becomes real blood and a true rivalry comes into existence.

And, quite honestly, baseball is better for it.  Rivalries create storylines and storylines sell tickets.  Add a little fisticuffs into the mix and you’ve got magic. 

Let’s not get too excited here, though.  My respect for Carpenter is finite and in no way extends to the rest of his team.  After all, like Phillips already pointed out, they are “little b!tches, all of ‘em.”

-A

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Bedlam! Yay!

chicago theatre.jpgGet ready world, the Second City is about to take second stage (duh, the Cardinals and Tigers are playing) as Ozzie Guillen and his White Sox make their annual vomit inducing trip to that sacred dump on the Northside, Wrigley Field.  Emergency rooms from East Chicago to Oak Park, all the way up to Waukegan are expecting a full flow of the black and blued.

The only bad thing about this series is that it’s simply too short — and, for whatever lame reason (to curb unwanted drunken injuries perhaps?) the schedule puts chapter one of the 2009 Crosstown Classic on a Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday rather than stage the regular weekend raucous which often leads to… well, death.  Insatiable bloodsuckers like myself will have to find another way…

Still, this will be a memorable occasion.  Think Bob Probert with fangs versus Chris Chelios with brass knuckles, both of them drunk enough to do Phyllis Diller in a well lit room.  To celebrate the awesome combination of equally bitter/mediocre clubs sharing this fine city, we would like to continue what has become an RSBS tradition, with the sacred presentation of the worst rap song ever made:



“Black and blue, daz wha you gonna be!”

“Oh, yeah? It’s the Crosstown Ri-val-ry!”

No ball game — no matter how poorly played or mismanaged or lackadaisical — could be more embarrassing than that.

Don’t hate me ‘cuz I’m right.

Peace,

Jeff

*Remember, starting tonight, the Cardinals try to put an end to the blasphemy spewed by my Tiger-lovin’ colleague, Mr. Krause, and his incessant yet feeble attempts at revisionist history.  You had your Denny McLain, Mr. Krause.  We had our Wainwright.  Get over it. 

**Special shout-out to Tom Walsh from Rocky Mountain Way for taking the time to meet with me on Monday. Good times.  Post to come.

***Oh, and a special thank you to Sammy Sosa for making this Crosstown Classic buzz with juicy revelations!
 

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