Magic Numbers

A lot has passed for "good numbers" in the past five seasons of Major League Baseball that had no business doing so even so much as 10 seasons ago. Since 2000, standards have become considereably worse; as though to suggest that Fred Durst had a direct corolation between the tailspins. In the mid 90s, when Fred McGriff, Tony Gwynn and Gary Sheffield--and no, I'm not a Padres fan or writing from San Diego--were tearing it up, as a smack-dab in the heart of the demographic, a 15-year-old whose lifetime baseball standards were being manufactured. As 2000 approached, baseball's--and my own, graduating high school at the turn of the universe--standards were in the height of their decline.

I have been secretly dissapointed in recent years--Chuck Knoblach is baseball's premier second baseman, Craig Biggio- these are the guys coveted! What happened to Roberto Alomar, and even non-Padres, like ... gee, there weren't any. Mark Lemke and Robbie Thompson rounded out the lot. Are you kidding me?

This season I was happy to see two second baseman, Alfonso Soriano and Chase (my boy) Utley, throw up 100 RBIs without as much as a flick of the wrist. Ryan Howard, with 59 homeruns, and David Ortiz getting some noted shots to tie Jimmy, too. And of course, Manny, yet another "quiet" campaign as a 35 home hitter due to injury (boredom).

So this season killed it to be more clear, and although neither of the teams I like made the playoffs, it was very nostalgic, taking me back to when Tony Gwynn and Edgar Martinez and Ken Griffey used real named baseball parks (Comiskey, Veterans, Busch and Joe Robbie, etc.) as their own personal stomping grounds. Hot Dog! 2 bucks? What year is it? I'll take two then.

OK Fuckers

Just a quick update, I will be supposedly moving out of Boston in the coming weeks to start working full time at the music magazine (and two other jobs) for who I've been writing since March. www.wonkavisionmagazine.com is where you will find that pig. This is going to be nutzed on various levels.