Month: July 2005
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The Spell Is Broken
Thanks for nothing, fellas. Thanks for ruining another Friday night. I suppose I should thank you, though, for the fond and lingering –well, maybe not so lingering; maybe swiftly evaporating– memories of that glorious three-game winning streak. FYI, for those who’ve inquired: I’ve had some pretty intense squabbles with Jumbo over the last week or…
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Keeping our eye on the ball
“I’ll fire anyone who doesn’t lie, cheat or steal to get whatever he wants.” There’s even more news lately from the NY Times and the Washington Post about the Rove/Plame matter. Every little bit that comes out (the Post story clearly blows one of Rove’s defenses out of the water–that Plame’s name was not secret)…
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My Back Pages: No Man Should Ever
No man should ever find himself in the fish-belly gray light of dawn sitting hunched on the floor with a pen paralyzed in his fingers listening to Jimmy Scott. No man should ever eat plain white rice and corn chips for breakfast. No man should ever sit at four a.m., raking the soiled carpet with…
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I've Done My Work
Let this be a lesson to all of you. A teachable moment, as they say in the corporate world, or at least as they used to say in the corporate world. Or in the sub-corporate world. An old boss once said it to me anyway, after I threatened to shove a Big Mike’s submarine sandwich…
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Some Things You Know About Your Heart, Some Others You Don't
—Abel Pann You know how your heart moves, how it lurches and staggers and sways like a beaten bell in your chest. You know how it sounds: That sound. Those noises. That familiar music. The rattle of a cold slate shingle banging up against your ribs. The squeak of its eraser at work somewhere just…
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What?
What do you want from me? Answers? I’m out of answers, brothers and sisters. In fact, I’m completely out of questions. I’ve got a head full of nothing, and whatever nonsense or wisdom I might cough up isn’t going to be of any use to a baseball team that right now couldn’t find its way…