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DRUMS ALONG THE MONANGAHELA

Posted on July 16, 2010 by Dark Star in Series Previews

SEASONS IN HELL, VOL. II, NO. 5

July 16-July 18, 2010

Astros (36-53) vs. Pirates (30-58)

PNC Park
115 Federal Street
Pittsburgh, PA 15212

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I can hear chants and incantations
And some guy is mentioning me in his prayers
Well, I don’t know what it is
But there’s definitely something going on upstairs

IS THAT A REAL PONCHO? OR IS THAT A SEARS PONCHO? Going into/coming out of the All Star break, the Astros look to be in a lot better shape than they were about a month-and-a-half ago. Oh, they are still not very good, and they are going nowhere with regard to the standings; but they are now solidly mediocre, which I will take over ‘fucking awful’ just about any day. The insertion of Chris Johnson and Jason Castro into the lineup has seemed to rev things up a bit. . . oh, alright, the offense is still woeful sucks. They have been getting some really good pitching out of the starters, though, and that has kept them from sliding all the way down the slippery slope, so far. I no longer think they’ll lose 115 games this season, or even 100.

Lately I’ve been mentally comparing this season to 2000, rightly or wrongly. One of the main differences is that prior to this season, most anyone with any sense knew the team was going to be bad, if not this bad. I don’t think very many fans at all saw 2000 coming. I know I didn’t. But I’ll say this – if suffering through a crappy season is the only option, let it be with a team with a crippled offense and decent pitching, like this year; rather than a decent offense and zero pitching. I couldn’t watch many of the high scoring borefests in 2000 for very long, but a lot of the games this season, especially lately, have been interesting and even gripping.

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PITCHING MATCHUPS

Friday July 16, 2010
Game Time: 6:05 p.m. CDT
Television: FSH
Promotion: Pirates Beach Towel
, sponsored by Fed Ex Ground. It’ll come in handy for Pirate fans headed for the Pittsburgh beaches this summer.
Matchup: Houston – Brett Myers (6-6, 3.41) Myers has been solid all season, and lately he has even got better. He has pitched at least six innings in all 18 of his starts so far. That is called taking care of business. You’ve got to pick up every stitch, you know? ‘Cause the rabbit’s running in the ditch. And beatniks are out to make it rich.
Pittsburgh – Zach Duke (3-8, 5.49) Zach Duke was born in Lincoln, Nebraska, the third of seven children. Duke claims not to have any horrible memories of his home life; although his family was of working class background, he remembered always having shelter and other resources. The community considered his family to be a respectable, with well-behaved children. Duke’s father was by all accounts a mild-mannered man; he was a carpenter who was often unemployed due to rheumatoid arthritis in his hands. During these periods, Duke’s mother supplemented the family income by working as a waitress.

Saturday July 17, 2010
Game Time: 6:05 p.m. CDT
Television: FSH
Promotion:
An Italian Celebration. There are a lot of Italians in the Pittsburgh area; along with every other kind of ethnic group you could think of. I’ve been to Italian celebrations – my wife is Sicilian, which is the same thing, sort of – and all I can say is bring a lot of beer, and I hope you like spirited conversation. And good food. And a lot of guys in pin-striped suits, standing around and mumbling to each other.
Matchup: Houston – Bud Norris (2-6, 5.97) Norris sometimes looks like he might get it together and become a decent middle of the rotation starter. This is usually when he starts against the Co-ardinals. Other times he looks helpless helpless helpless helpless. This is in his starts against everybody else. He should probably stop while he can. Get some fried eggs and country ham. Find somewhere where they don’t care who he am.
Pittsburgh – Ross Ohlendorf (1-7, 4.22) Ross Ohlendorf was born in a one-room log cabin in Blacksburg, Virginia, the youngest of nine children. His mother was an alcoholic prostitute. His father was an alcoholic and former railroad employee who had lost his legs after being hit by a freight train. He would usually come home inebriated, and would suffer from his wife’s wrath as often as his sons. Ohlendorf claimed that he and his brother were regularly beaten by their mother, often for no reason. He once spent three days in a coma after his mother struck him with a wooden plank, and on many occasions he was forced by his mother to watch her having sex with strange men. He also claimed that his mother would dress him in girls’ clothing. His sister supports this story, and she claims that she once had two pictures of Ohlendorf as a toddler dressed in girls’ clothes. Ohlendorf described an incident when he was given a mule as a gift by his uncle, only to see his mother shoot and kill it. He also claimed that, at the age of eight, he was given a teddy bear by one of his teachers, and was then beaten by his mother for accepting charity.

Sunday July 18, 2010
Game Time: 12:35 p.m. CDT
Television: FSH
Promotion: Kids’ Paddle Ball Set
, sponsored by Huggies – the disposable diaper mega-conglomerate – and Giant Eagle, a regional chain of grocery stores. Brilliant idea, just brilliant. We are talking a Pirates-themed paddle, with a rubber ball attached to it by a long straight rubber band. You remember playing with a paddle ball setup as a kid, yes? I am glad I won’t be in the PNC stands for this. Paddle noises in your ear, rubber balls in your beer.
Matchup: Houston – Roy Oswalt (6-10, 3.08) RoyO is pitching like he is 22, instead of 32. He says he
feels better now than he ever has. Last time out, he tossed a one-hitter at these same Pirates. They
must look like easy pickings to him. Roy’s slim and they’re weak, they got the teeth of the hydra upon
them. Roy’s pitching like an untamed youth – that’s the truth – with a cloak full of eagles.
Pittsburgh – Paul Maholm (5-7, 4.37) Paul Maholm was born in Australia. His father was an American naval officer and his mother an Australian. He almost died at birth, but recovered; only to almost drown in a swimming pool at age two. In his teens, he pled guilty to a charge related to a gang-rape at a beach in Sydney. He was put on probation. During this time he received electroshock therapy. There is some evidence to suggest that this course of treatment only exacerbated Maholm’s violent sexual tendencies. It is known that he had virtually memorized the text of the 1963 novel The Collector by John Fowles, in which a man keeps a woman in his basement against her will until she dies. A copy of the novel can always be found on Maholm’s person, no matter where he is or what he is doing. Maholm got married, but his wife left after only a week. He then emigrated to the United States. He lived in Boynton Beach, Florida, in a mansion on Mission Hill Rd., and made a small fortune in real estate while developing an interest in photography. Over the next few years, he was in and out of court facing various charges related to sexual misconduct. He eventually raped a young woman he had lured into his truck on the pretense of photographing her for a modeling contract. This would become part of his modus operandi during his later rape and murder sprees. Despite several convictions, Maholm has never been jailed for any crime.

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All the bush league batters
Are left to die on the diamond
While in the stands, the home crowd scatters
For the turnstiles

THE TRAVELING BASE HIT SHOW. By far the most noteworthy thing to happen to the Astros lately is the hiring of franchise icon Jeff Bagwell to be the team’s batting (or hitting – which is it?) coach, to replace Sean Berry. Opinion on this move runs from, it was a cynical PR move spurred on by the business side of the Astros operation, to the Astros will now start hitting on a prodigious scale, with Bagwell instructing them. Personally, I don’t know which. I have never been real clear on what a hitting coach actually does, or to what degree highly paid major league hitters listen to position coaches at all. One thing I do know – the scribes and talk show yahoos wondering how Bags is going to teach hitting while simultaneously dissuading any pupil from adopting his unusual style and stance from his playing days don’t know much about hitting. No matter what you look like or where you are at the start, the basics of the swing are the same for everyone – try to pick up the ball out of the pitcher’s hand, don’t start your swing too early, keep your weight back as long as possible, keep your swing as level as you can through the hitting zone, etc., etc. Jeff Bagwell knows all this stuff like Einstein knew physics. The trick, as it always is in teaching, is to get what one knows across to one’s students so that they know it as well as you do, and can use it.

Probably Bagwell’s greatest asset will be that he is Jeff Bagwell. I think players will listen to him just because of that. I know I would.

There has been speculation as to why Bagwell took the Astros job at all. He doesn’t need it – he is set for life financially, from his high-paid playing days; and pretty much all he can do in this new position is fail. If he is successful, in the sense that the team’s hitting noticeably improves under his tutelage, people will say, “Of course, it’s Jeff Bagwell.  It is easy for him” If it doesn’t improve, he will be blamed unmercilessly.

Bagwell himself said that he’d been hanging out with his wife and kids since he retired, and had done a lot of fishing and played a lot of golf, and that he was tired of it. He wanted to do something constructive. In addition, people close to him were urging him to “do something with (his) life.” He said that when he decided to do so, and started thinking about possible jobs, he realized the only thing he really knew well was baseball. Which makes sense. It would seem like a waste to have someone with Bagwell’s baseball knowledge and skills selling insurance or cars or real estate.

True cynics doubt Bagwell’s explanations – there has been talk, perhaps sarcastic, that he really wanted to get back out on the road to take advantage of some of the other perks that go with being a well-known professional athlete, or a recently retired one. I wouldn’t know, and it isn’t my business. I do think I can understand the thinking behind the reasoning Bags is putting out there, though. He is in his 40s now.  That is an age where a lot of men look up from whatever it is they have been doing for twenty years, and ask themselves, Is this it? Is this all I am to be remembered for, if I am to be remembered at all? As a guy who sure could keep a balance sheet balanced? Who could win lawsuits? Sell a lot of cars? Hit a baseball a long fucking way? Most guys end up saying, “Yeah, I can live with that” and go on doing what they were doing; some tell themselves they’ll think about it again in another ten years. And some, like Bagwell, decide to do something different.

Being a major league hitting coach isn’t the noblest thing anyone ever did. In the end, though, it is really just teaching, basically. And anyone who has ever taught can tell you, putting aside all the ancillary bullshit that goes with the job, teaching – passing along one’s knowledge to others – has rewards that are hard to articulate, almost impossible to properly compensate, yet are very real, and compelling.

Bagwell said his wife was on his ass to get out and do something, too. That says a lot to me. I am sure she knows he’ll be gone fairly often, out on the road without her and their children. Yet she urged him to do it. Maybe some of it was he was getting on her nerves, but I imagine some of it may have also been because she realized it would be best for him, in the long run. As far as I know, Bagwell didn’t grow up in a compound on Cape Cod somewhere. He’s from the middle class, and was likely imbued with middle class values growing up. Yes, he was in possession of a rare talent that made him rich at a young age, and able to live like some of the privileged classes do; and he did for awhile. But my guess is that at some point he began to feel a little worthless, like he wasn’t pulling his weight, in an existential sense, or really making any contribution to his society. That is middle class thinking, all the way. He wasn’t going to be happy with himself until he could balance the leisure available to him with some work, a real job. Maybe his wife realized that even before he did, and began urging him to think about doing something.

Or maybe she is just a nag, and was nagging the shit out of him to get out of the house. I don’t know, but I’d like to think not. I guess I am just too sentimental about marriage, but my inclination is to think Ms. Bags did what she did because she is on her husband’s side, all the way. Anyone who has been married for any length of time knows a lot of the shit you thought was important to a marriage at the beginning isn’t, really. But one thing that is important is that you and your spouse, through disagreements and arguments and whatever else, always are on the same side, never on opposite sides. You always stand up for your wife or husband, whether you think he/she is right or not. You always do things with at least 50% of your thoughts concerned with how whatever you do will affect your better half. It is not selflessness, exactly. Supporting your spouse will benefit him or her, but it will also bring some very nice rewards back to you. Everything is better, together. One plus one equals one. Be on my side, I’ll be on your side, baby. That’s what the man said. Of course, he said it right before he shot his baby, down by a watercourse of some sort.

But you get the idea.

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INJURIES

Houston
•Alberto Arias (RHP) – Out for the season after surgery to repair a torn rotator cuff and labrum. Basically, doctors had to scrape and remove all the residual Cooper from Arias’shoulder joint, then completely re-attach the right arm to his body. They call this procedure Tommy John Rick Allen surgery.
•Geoff Blum (3B-SS, ex-Mgr.) – On the 15-day DL, he had surgery to remove loose bodies from his elbow. Loose bodies, yes. “Honey, what’s wrong with you this morning?” “I got loose bodies.” Doctors call this procedure Tommy John Fantasy Cabaret surgery.
•Jeff Fulchino (RHP) – Went on the 15-day DL with tendinitis in his elbow. I don’t know where the term “tendinitis” came from, or what it means, exactly; or what whatever it is used to be called before they started calling it tendinitis. Probably part of the all-encompassing Wrench™ family of syndromes and maladies, i. e., Fulchino is on the DL with a wrenched elbow.
•Tommy Manzella (SS) – Went on the 15-day DL with batting average anemia. He underwent OBP implant surgery at the Free Clinic over on Peese. Doctors call this procedure Tommy John The Three-Percenter Solution.
•Felipe Paulino (RHP) – Went on the 15-day DL, with shoulder tendinitis. He too may need a Cooper scrape procedure (see Alberto Arias.) Aye-yi-yi. That fucking tendinitis again. I think Paulino’s affliction is related more to the kitchen appliance group off illnesses than the Wrench™ family of illnesses. In other words, Paulino is on the DL because he’s all stove up.

Pittsburgh
•Several Guys
– None of whom you’ve heard of. Or give a fuck about what is wrong with them. Well, you know what? What is wrong with you? Have you lost your sense of decency? Your humanity? Where THE FUCK do you get off not caring passionately about a bunch of injured, no-name Pirates? Heartless motherfuckers.

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Astros sweep the Pirates, 3-0.

THE WEATHER

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If I could choose
I’d calm this dawn
But the storm is me
Insensible and free

Now that you know
I’ve come here to go
You’re suddenly sad
You’ve been mine

". . . the filtered sunlight coming in and glinting off of the dark, chiseled visage of his hirsute naked chest. . . "

Get The BFiBrulator: Cards @ Astros Series Preview

Posted on July 9, 2010 by GreatBagwellsBeard in News, Series Previews
Bruce in Exile

Bruce in Exile

Almost everyone, at some point in their life or career, has to deal with a superior whose confidence (or arrogance) far outweighs their actual talent. But because they’re in the position of authority and beloved by people who don’t see all the dumb-ass crap that they pull. Eventually, though, the breaking point does come.

A few jobs ago, I worked with a COO named Bruce. Pencil-neck looking bastard from Corpus Christi. He turned a delightful shade of red the time that I asked if his degree from TAMU-CC was “Texas A&M Community College”. Wasn’t really trying to fuck with him, I’m just bad with acronyms. His self-assumed role as COO was to tell the owners what they wanted to hear, and keep the sales department (me) from making more money than him. He had a helluva temper, too: once tried to get me fired because I walked into his office without asking if I could come in. Ultimately, the commission-related shenanigans were too much for me to take, and I left for greener pastures. They still owe me four figures in commissions I earned but was never paid.

Bruce’s control only grew after that, I heard from my friends who stayed behind. Only problem was, the balance sheet was headed in the opposite direction. Sales were down, and profits were dwindling. By the time that they found out that he’d been skimming some revenue for himself (never trust a company where the sole accountant is hooking up with another employee), it was too late, and the company was sold for pennies on the dollar.

Fans of the St. Louis Cardinals are lauded as knowledgeable, supportive and loyal. All admirable qualities, in a vacuum. But in the Midwestern-y beige town in which they live, these qualities have betrayed them, because their club is managed by a Bruce. The natives have started to get restless, and LaRussa has even managed to pull off a PR gaffe that got him on Olbermann’s show. And still, no one even thinks that his job is in jeopardy. He has a law degree! He does ballet! He’s a genius! He’s had the same haircut for 30 years! Just astounding. Even in the corporate world, he’d be out on his ass and looking for a job at Men’s Wearhouse by now. I guarantee it.

Probables

Friday, July 9th

7:05 CST, MMPUS

Adam Wainwright (12-5, 2.24) v. Bud Norris (2-5, 5.98)

Wainwright is having another great year because Dave Duncan keep injecting him with Uncle Dave’s Special Cough Syrup or whatever.  Fortunately, the current hot had, Berkman, hits .367 with a couple of dingers against him.  Bourn and Pence have also had some success off of Wainwright, but everyone else is below the Mendoza line.

At the risk of awakening the BBG’s, I’ll just say that Bud has pitched against the Cards before.  That is all.

Loose lips sink ships, bitches

Saturday, July 10th

6:05 CST, MMPUS

Jeff Suppan (0-2, 4.19) v. Brett Myers (5-6, 3.57)

The sun rises.  The sun sets.  Birth. Life. Death.  Jeff Suppan sucks.  There are some things you can just count on.  Carlos Lee has seen Suppan more than any other MLB hitter, and yet still hasn’t solved the “For Ages 3-5” puzzle that is Suppan.  Not to worry, friends: three Astros, including Myers, have an OPS in excess of 1 against him.  Puma in particular is hitting almost .500 with 3 homers.

Myers continues to be a good acquisition by Ed Wade, one of the many that’s gone un-noticed and un-appreciated by the drooling masses.  The Cards are hitting .299 against him, led by The Man Whose Nickname Sounds Like A Dick Piercing, Sore Balls Holliday and Skip Schumacher.

 Sunday, July 11th

1:05 CST, MMPUS

Blake Hawksworth (2-5, 4.88) v. Wandy Rodriguez (6-10, 5.00)

Hawksworth, whose name recalls grabassery in the halls of Choate and whose face reminds one of Boyd Crowder on Justified, has yet to get Uncle Dave’s Okay Let’s Just Call It Inappropriate Touch of Greatness.  The Astros as a team have just 10 AB’s against him, without a hit.  So now that we’ve got that bullshit “curse of the rookie” stuff out of the way, let’s pound him like one of Alkie’s whores.

Wandy has been good of late, which means he’s either bouncing back, or due to revert to poor form.  Who the hell knows?  Anyway, he pretty well owns Pooholes, with Schumacher and Holliday the only hitters batting over .300 against him.  Mow ‘em down, Eny.

Injuries!

Astros

Alberto Arias – eaten by wolves

Geoff Blum – Episode of “What Not To Wear” gone horribly, horribly wrong. 15 Day DL

Jeff Fulchino – 15 Day DL, acute mediocrity regression

Tommy Manzella – Nursing a sore finger, trying to get Carlos to believe it isn’t a Vienna Sausage.  15 Day DL.

Brian Moehler – The Dreaded TBD. Stretched a groin, which is too unpleasant to joke about.

Felipe Paulino – 15 Day DL, rehabbing by flying to Miami and junk punching LeBron James.

Co-Ards

David Freese – 15 Day DL, Concussion after offering to show an undercover cop why they call him “Tastee Freese”

Kyle Lohse – 60 Day DL, Being Kyle Lohse

Ryan Ludwick – 15 Day DL, Lemur Molestation (which would be a good name for a punk band)

Adam Ottavino – Left shoulder strain, argued with Limey about whores degenerated…with sexy results.

Brad Penny – no change.  Ba-Dump-CHING!

Prrrrrromotions!

Friday: Retro blue cap  with a big freakin’ Methodist logo on the side.  Pass.  But hey, Fireworks!

Saturday: Mike Scott bobblehead.  For 100 lucky fans, Scott will scuff their balls.

Sunday: Webkinz Doll.  It’s a fucking dog.  (Not literally)  How in Ty Beanie Babies’ name this connects with the Astros, I’ll never know.  But your 6 year old daughter (or shut-in aunt) should be thrilled.

What To Watch For

Cliff Lee To Get Traded

Berkman’s Hot Streak

That Thing About Bud That We Agreed Not To Discuss

Talk about it in the Game Zone!

Pirates @ Astros–Our Ship Comes Sailing In

Posted on July 7, 2010 by JaneDoe in Series Previews

Yippee! The Pirates are coming! The Pirates are coming!  Just when you thought your Astros were the worst team since the 1899 Cleveland Spiders, the Buccos come to town sporting the worst batting average in the majors.  The boys have the chance to win a game other than on Wednesdays only; the Pirates have lost 19 of their last 21 on the road, plus have lost 14 of their last 17 at Minute Maid. The 3 pitchers the Astros are scheduled to face have a combined total of only 3 wins on the season.  We got ourselves a real chance at a series win here–remember, it ain’t soccer (futbol for you non-Star Spangled Banner types), someone has to win!

Probable Pitchers

Tuesday July 6, 7:05 p.m.  Brad Lincoln vs Wandy Rodriguez  Lincoln earned his first major league win in his last start.  Scouting reports say that when his curve is on, he is one tough mf to hit, but when he is off, he is off bad.  Lincoln has one major thing on his side, he has never faced a Houston batter, which gives the hometown lineup about a 5.3% chance of scoring a run against him.  Wandy returns after facing the Brew Crew, pitching seven innings and giving up only one run.  He laid down a wonderful suicide squeeze in that game, too.  Rodriguez had a win earlier over the Pirates this year at home, in fact, he has never lost at home against them in his career-the current combined Pirates lineup has a .179 BA against Wandy.

Wednesday, July 7, 7:05 p.m. Daniel McCutchen vs. Brian Moehler  McCutchen also got his first win of the year in his last start (see a pattern here?).  He is the replacement for Zach Duke who is on the DL, and has only faced the Astros in relief.  Moehler should have gotten his second, but the bully gave up the ghost to the Padres and spoiled Moehler’s bid. 

Thursday, July 8, 1:05 p.m. The Dork vs. The Whiner  Ohlendork–you guessed it, got his first win of the year in his last start.  He has also never won at the MMPUS.  Oswalt  will be Oswalt until he doesn’t get a strike call that he wants, and will transform into the whiny bitch we have all come to despise. 

Injuries

Astros-Blum, the Ino Brothers, Manzella and Arias are playing poker in Vegas.

Pirates-Duke (elbow), Pearce (ankle), Ascaino (shoulder),  Jabuwhatshisname (hurt his brain trying to spell his name correctly) will miss this series.

What should we bribe them with to get them to come to this dismal series?

Nothing.  No bribes.  No giveaways.  No bobbleheads.  No towels.  Nada.  Just some ticket specials.  Like that will draw in the big crowds.

Expect the worse, hope for the best

The 2010 Astros, we’re still working on it.

*Apologies for the late preview.  Life got in the way.

Astros at Padres: Smells Like Whale Vagina

Posted on July 1, 2010 by Limey in Series Previews

The Astros just completed a .500 month.  June’s record was 14-14, which is pretty good for a team that is barely functional.  But raining on that meagre parade is the fact that they were forced to play 12 irrelevant games against the American League, receiving a 2-10 shafting.  This Bud’s on you.Read More

Astros at Brewers – Good Thing We’re Playing The Brewers, Because I Need A Beer.

Posted on June 28, 2010 by MRaup in Series Previews

Miller Park

The Good Guys broke the Rangers winning streak over the weekend, but mostly managed to just trip over their collective dicks for the rest of the series to give away the coveted Silver Boot for the 105344th season in a row. So now it’s on to face fellow NL Central Schlock-servers, the Brew Crew.

 
Monday June 28, 7:10pm FS-H HD
Tuesday June 29, 7:10pm FS-H HD
Wednesday June 30, 1:10pm FS-H (What is it about afternoon games that makes HD so hard to do?)
 
 
 

 

Pitching Matchups From Astros.com

 

Monday

Bud Norris (2-5, 6.80) v. Manny Parra (2-5, 3.83)

 Bud Norris truly lives up to his nickname. Like most Bud products, he isn’t dazzling anyone at all. His numbers, like Bud beer taste, are pretty blah.  He has had a few good outings, but rarely lasts past the 5th or 6th inning, and has usually given up three or four runs by then.

Ryan Braun, Prince Fielder, Corey Hart, and Casey McGehee all have one hit against him in a total of fourteen at bats. Craig Counsell has zero. Looks like Bud could tap a keg of the good stuff tonight.

Manny Parra is like anice cold Pacifico. You think to yourself, “Mexican beer? Ew.” But then you realize, “Hey! This shit is pretty good.”

The Good Guys sports a robust .361 team average against Manny in eighty three at bats. Kabong (8-15, 1 HR), Twinkie (5-14, 2 doubles, 1 HR), and Pedro Feliz (3-7, 1 HR)  lead the charge against El Pacifico. Thunderpants (3-17) sucks pretty bad against him, but that isn’t enough to keep him out of the lineup. He’s making an All Star push, ya know.

Tuesday

 Brett Myers (5-5, 3.20) v. Yovani Gallardo (7-3, 2.36)

Everything about Myers screams Pabst Blue Ribbon except for his numbers this year. So I’ll go ahead and give him the nod as Czechvar. Delicious, but then you find out the unusual history behind it and how Budweiser and the numerous lawsuits surrounding the name, it makes it even better to drink. Take that, giant shitty American brewery.

The Brewcrew haven’t had a lot of success against Chinpubes Myers. Anaheim Jimmy (6-18) is a cocksucker, but we all knew that already.  The rest of the crew has managed a whopping ten hits in forty six at bats.

Yovani Gallardo is Franziskaner. His name is hard to pronouce/spell, but damn, he’s pretty good. This should be a pretty good pitching matchup.

The Astros aren’t terrible against Franz. Kabong (5-18, HR), Thunderpants (5-16, double and a triple), Bourn (5-14, but 7 strikeouts), and Feliz (2-5, HR) all hit him pretty well. Twinkie and Blum (both 3-14) as well as Q (2-9) all scuffle against him some.

Wednesday

Wandy Rodriguez (4-10, 5.64)  v. Dave Bush (3-5, 4.54)

I feel for Wandy. I don’t know what has happened to him, but he’s gone from something great to something awful. He showed some signs of coming out of his season long funk against the Rangers, battling for six innings and only giving up two unearned runs. It brought his ERA down almost a half point, which should give you an idea of how awful he’s been so far.

The Brewers hit Wandy to the tune of .311. Most of that damage has been done by Corey Hart (11-27), who wears these at night. Ryan Braun (6-16, 3 HR) and Rickie Weekes (5-16) round out the big bats.  Jimmy Edmonds (1-7) and Carlos Gomez (0-3) round out the ugly side.

Dave Bush compares quite favorably to his namesake as well, Busch Beer. He’s bland, not really good at all, and if you drink/watch him pitch enough, you’ll start to feel ill.

The Astros have pretty good numbers against Buschman. Hunter Pence (8-17, HR), Blummer (6-17, HR), Bourn (4-10), and Fat Elvis (11-36) all pound the Busch. Jason Michaels (0-3) and Kabong (4-20) both prefer sipping to shotgunning.

Crappy MLB.com Injury Report Geared Toward Fantasy Baseballers

Astros:

Alberto Arias still doneski for the yearski.

Tommy Manzella fractured his pinky. What a shitty injury. No chick is going to be impressed with a broken pinky.

Felipe Paulino is on the 15 day DL with tendonitis in his throwing shoulder. Fuckin’ figures.

Brewers:

Judy Gerut has a bruised heel. Wahhhhhh!

LaTroy Hawkins is on the DL with shoulder discomfort. He’s scheduled to start throwing again at the end of May, so we’ll just miss The Hawk.

Gregg Zaun is a tough sum’bitch, but he shredded his labrum in his right shoulder. He should be back next year.

Promotions and Giveaways

Wednesday is Valvoline Instant Oil Change Coupon Day! Wooooo!

Our Interesting Beers to Look For

 

  • A personal favorite of mine – Ayinger Oktoberfest. Two words, uh mazing.
  • Another personal favorite, and a local to Houston Brew – Southern Star Bombshell Blonde. Fantastic taste for a lighter colored beer, and a great motto “Clarity is Overrated”.
  • A classic German – Spaten Premium. My favorite beer to end the night with. Maybe end the night several times with.
  • And lastly – Ska Blonde Dubbel. Anything Ska is tasty, as long as you get it in a bottle and not a can. But this stuff is awesome.

 

Discuss your beer choices in the BeerZone, and happy drinking!

Astros at Rangers – Little Pigs, Little Pigs, Let Me Come In

Posted on June 25, 2010 by Craig in Series Previews

What? The goddamn Texas Rangers again? Already?

Look, Drayton, and Tom Hicks or whomever owns the Rangers at the moment: No one gives a shit about the stupid Silver Boot or whatever the fuck it is. Do we even use that anymore? It’s a lame pretend rivalry you made up to sell tickets and T-shirts; the rest of us don’t care.

You can’t even call it a natural rivalry, because the Rangers are in the American League, which is decidedly unnatural. Plus they play in the MetrosexualPlex, and no Astros fan in their right mind wants to travel there, especially to watch a fake “rivalry” in a boiling sweat lodge. This rivalry is more made-up than an SMU sorority meeting at the Mary Kay factory; no matter how much hairspray and lipstick you slather on this pig’s ass of a match-up, in the end it’s still nothing but a pig’s ass. But at least the pig can still play DH.

Anyway, pig’s ass aside, the Rangers are looking pretty good right now before their late-summer fade. They are 18-4 this month and on an 11-game winning streak. The streak includes a sweep of the Astros last weekend of course, along with sweeps of the Pirates and Marlins.

The Astros just took two games off the Giants and have somehow climbed out of the cellar, if such things even matter anymore. They’ve also called up pretty much everyone in Round Rock, even the mayor and city council, who didn’t respond because they were busy having some barbecued pig’s ass with Nolan Ryan.

Rangers Ballpark in Arlington

Friday, June 25, 7:05 p.m. CDT – FSH-HD
Saturday, June 26, 2:05 p.m. CDT – FSH-HD
Sunday, June 27, 7:05 p.m. CDT – FSH-HD

Notable giveaways

Friday – Friday Night Fireworks, but this show is sponsored by Verizon. The skyrockets will fly erratically and drop prematurely, and everyone in the crowd will be double-billed.

Saturday – a free Frisbee, I mean dope cleaning tray, I mean chips and dip platter sponsored by some Dallas-area meat market. Also a concert after the game by Reckless Kelly.

Projected Matchups from Astros.com

Friday
Brian Moehler (0-4, 5.86)  v. Colby Lewis (7-4, 3.07)

Bud Norris is eligible to come off the DL for this start, but Moehler earned another start with his six innings of one-hit ball against the Rangers last weekend. Unfortunately, the one hit was a two-run homer by Justin Smoak which was enough for Moehler to take the loss.

Moehler is 6-6 in 12 appearances against Texas, and the only Stranger who has hit him well is Nelson Cruz. Cruz only has four AB’s against Moehler, but he’s 2-for-4 with two homers. Josh Hamilton and Michael Young are a combined 3-for-20 with six strikeouts against him.

Lewis beat the Astros last weekend for his first complete-game performance. Current Astros are a combined 6-for-32 against him. Lee, Bourn, and Michaels each have a double off Lewis, and unfortunately that’s about as good as it gets.

Saturday
Josh Banks (0-0, -.–)  v. C.J. Wilson (5-3, 3.41)

Banks is coming up from Round Rock to fill in for Felipe Paulino. Banks is 8-5 in 15 starts at Round Rock with an ERA just under 3. In previous years, Banks made 26 appearances for the Fathers and a handful for the Blue Jays. He’s never faced anyone on the Rangers.

Wilson started against Houston on Sunday, gave up two earned runs, and came away with a no-decision. In three starts against NL teams he’s 0-1 with a 4.34 ERA. Lefties only bat .105 against him.

Several Astros have hit him well, including Berkman (3-for-9), Pence (4-for-8) and Lee (3-for-6). No one’s homered off him though.

Sunday
Roy Oswalt (5-9, 3.08) v. Tommy Hunter (3-0, 2.31)

Roy has faced the Rangers 11 times and has a 4-5 record against them. Only two Rangers – Kinsler and Young – have more than 10 AB’s against Roy, though they’ve both hit him pretty well.  Young is 11-for-36 with four doubles, and Kinsler is 6-for-13 with a double, triple, and homer. Max Ramirez also has a homer off Roy.

Hunter started the season on the DL and then went to Oklahoma City, but he’s made four starts in June for the Rangers and they’ve won all of them. He’s never faced the Astros.

Injury Report

Houston – Tommy Manzella and Felipe Paulino just went to the DL. Bud Norris will be coming off the DL soon, but Alberto Arias won’t. Quintero and Fulchino are day-to-day.

Texas – Josh Hamilton is hobbling, but he’s also on a 17-game hitting streak. Starting pitchers Eric Hurley (shoulder, wrist), Derek Holland (shoulder, knee), Omar Poveda (elbow), and Rich Harden (strained ass) will be on the DL for a while.

Weak Dribblers and Shattered Bats

* Will fucking Wayne County and Wherever the Shit High School hurry up and play their rematch already? Holy fucking shit, in the time they’ve been pimping that rematch they could have already played an entire Denial Season. Though I can’t wait to hear how pissed that redneck coach will be when he learns Texas A&M is about to drop down IN OUR DISTRICT.

* My reflexes are getting better on the Mute button. When that goddamn “This City This Town” song plays, I used to be able to hit the Mute button after about seven or eight notes of the intro. (And I should also point out that my remote has a stupid little recessed Mute button that’s hard to mash quickly.) But then they shortened the song, so there’s no weak-ass intro and it goes straight to the shitty singing. This threw me off my game for a while, but over the weekend I progressed to the point where I could mute after the first “This town…” But I’m now proud to say that during Wednesday’s game, I muted that fucker BEFORE ANY WORDS CAME OUT.

* Public Service Announcement to FS-H advertisers: the two ads in my Mute rotation right now are both from Fox Sports Houston. (The other one is “if I”m not here, Ah’m own ‘at TV, I promise ya.”) And when I mute, I usually forget to un-mute until the next inning is well under way, meaning I’ve missed all the other commercials after the offender. So, advertisers, maybe you could talk to FS-H for the rest of us and let them know their irritating fucking commercials are causing everyone’s else’s to be muted.

* This series ends interleague play for the year, so the Astros will no longer need a rover. Well, they’ll still need one but it won’t be legal anymore.

Discuss today’s game in the Gamezone

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