Tiger Geist

In Clearwater Florida during this year’s spring training trip, the crew & I came across a random liquor store.  After racking up a $80+ bar bill from the previous night, we decided it was probably a lot cheaper to just buy some Makers Mark from a store instead of from the bartender.  On the way out of the store, the father & I saw a special deal:  $50 for 1.75 liters of Johnny Walker Black.  Quick math skills said this was a fantastic deal;  good enough that both the father & I bought a bottle and smuggled it across state lines in our luggage.

After watching tonight’s atrocious loss to the Red Sox (12-6) on mlb.tv, I’m sipping my second pour of Johnny Black from said bottle, listening to Bill Simmons’ podcast, hanging pictures in my office.  So far the deal on this glass of scotch is the best part of the entire season.  Earlier in the day it was purchased, Curtis Granderson took a fastball off his hand, putting him on the DL.  Worst part about this?  Game got rained out five minutes later. 

Not much else to talk about tonight’s game.  It would, however, be pretty sweet if our pitchers could stop walking people, and maybe the hitters could attempt to stop hitting into double plays.  That might help.

I _think_ its better to lose your first 7 games and then to win one, vs winning one and losing the next seven.  At least that’s what i’m going to keep telling myself.

At least no one is talking about Bonderman’s first inning problems (or lack of), or his change-up anymore.  Thats how awesome this whole “winning thing” is.  All is forgiven.  You can sleep with another player’s wife, but all is forgiven with a ninth-inning save and a quick punch to the chin.  AS LONG AS YOU WIN.

Question: No off day for almost 3 weeks;  when is Inge going to pop a squat?  Saturday (day game in Chicago after a night game)?