Whose side are you on? Team Dusty or Team Derek?
It’s hard choosing sides sometimes. Like, what do you do when you’re friends with both sides in a couple and the split is less than amicable? Or when two 115-year old tortoises decide they can no longer live together
, who gets to keep the cage and who has to move? These are tough questions and it’s rare that anyone comes out of the situation feeling good.
The only difference is when you really can’t stand one of the two people. Like, for instance, Dusty Baker. This is the guy who is probably most responsible for destroying the careers of Mark Prior and Kerry Wood. The guy who almost let his young son get trampled during the 2002 World Series. Derek Lowe? I don’t have strong feelings one way or the other about him. But when a manager asks his pitcher to “brush back” the other team’s pitcher
, well, that seems kind of odd.
The specifics of the situation are weird because there really aren’t any specifics. It’s not like the tortoises where they just grew apart and then started biting each other. That’s pretty black and white. This is more of a “he said nothing, she said nothing” type of conflict where we have absolutely no idea what really happened. And for whatever reason, although the two guys obviously can’t stand each other, neither one will come out and say what happened to lead up to this incident.
The biggest problem for me is that Lowe plays for the Indians and, as a Tigers’ fan, I really don’t care much for the Indians. It’s kind of like if I had to choose between two friends who were splitting up and one of them was a Notre Dame fan. That would seem to make the decision a little easier because I really don’t like Notre Dame. However, when the second person is a loudmouth deadbeat who scratched a few of my DVDs and never even apologized for it, well, the Notre Dame thing doesn’t seem quite as bad anymore. Team Dusty or Team Derek? Put me firmly in Mr. Lowe’s column. He never scratched any of my DVDs.
Have a topic you want to see us Filibuster? Send us your Filibuster questions by emailing RSBSblog@gmail.com or by commenting below.
If I’m a Californian, I’m not too excited about the two gubernatorial choices jockeying for my November vote. Jerry Brown? More like Jerry Boring. Meg Whitman? Uh… you invented eBay, Meg, not the actual internet (Al Gore did that), so don’t be so proud of yourself.
To be honest, I don’t think most Californians even know there’s an impending gubernatorial race going on. With so many distractions, like the Kardashians and Alex Smith and The Hills… when does one have time to care about politics?
You needn’t worry, California. Your man — though barely known just a few weeks ago — is Cody Ross.
After being fed to the waiver wire in August, Ross was reluctantly picked up by the Giants; his timely bat and quiet confidence has since turned into the bargain of the year.
He banged one out against Derek Lowe to break up a no-hitter in the NLDS.
He banged TWO out against Roy Halladay in Game One of the NLCS.
He banged ANOTHER out against Roy Oswalt in Game Two of the NLCS.
That’s a lot of friggin’ bangin’…
And for a state that’s known to bang, I think Cody Ross should get a shot.
Hate me ‘cuz I think outside the box (and occasionally use tired cliches), just don’t hate me ‘cuz I’m right.