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The Perfection of Whitey Ball

Nobody’s Perfect: It was the bottom of the ninth…Kansas City…1985 World Series, game six between the St. Louis Cardinals and the Kansas City Royals. Whitey Herzog’s boys were about to win the World Series again for him. We had Ozzie, and Willie McGee, the great Jack Clark, and the perfect John Tutor. Not to mention probably one of the best second basemen ever to play the game, Tommy Herr.
There was a hit, and a “missed” call by an umpire whose name would go down in history as the worse call ever made by an umpire…Don Denkinger. The game would have been over, and the World Series won, if not for that call.
 
I remember it well. The year was 1985, and I had a big crush on the first baseman, Jack Clark. A replay showed that the ball thrown by Jack Clark to the pitcher Todd Worrell was in time. The batter was out. But the umpire called it safe, and the Royals went on to win the game.
 
The psychological damage caused by that one terrible call, was so overwhelming that the Cardinals mentally gave up and lost the next game by 11-0. Not even the great Whitey Herzog could muster the boys after such a criminal act.
 
Herzog, the Cardinals beloved coach, argued the call relentlessly, but to no avail. Jack Clark went into the dugout, took a bat, and demolished whole toilets off the locker room walls, or so it was rumored.
 
Everyone who watched that call knew it was wrong. Replays plainly showed the umpire's mistake. The Cardinals by all accounts had won. But, all it took was one man to steal it from them.
 
Was Denkinger paid off?
 
Well, my dad always told me that some times baseball was fixed, and he would know. He used to work at the race tracks taking bets…and told many a story of how the rich always fixed the games. Any game, any sport. He quit that job because he just couldn’t do it any more. And that was years before…
 
But I want to say something about the great news today…that Whitey Herzog, a man who had coached the Royals, Rangers, Angels, and the Cardinals for so many great seasons was finally nominated into Cooperstown, and it’s about frigging time!
 
Here in St. Louis, we had Joe Torre after Herzog retired. Let me tell you, Joe was no Whitey. Joe was boring compared to a Whitey game. Herzog would not only get the boys to be the very best at what they did, he could take any baseball game, and make it just--- damn well, unbelievably exciting.
 
That man could entertain. There were double steals, surprises, perfect pitching, and of course, the REAL home run before the lines came in. Whitey played chess. He played the moment. He knew what the fans wanted, and he delivered every single time---and we all loved him.
 
He WAS a master---- of men, and baseball. Whitey had four rules: 1. Be on time 2. Bust your butt 3. Play smart 4. Have some laughs while you’re at it. And for this nobody fan, Herzog was more than perfect. I don’t have time to look up his stats…but I can say, that as I looked back on that time of my life, when every game seem to be a lesson in life, I was so lucky, to have spent a good portion of my life, hooked on Whitey Herzog baseball.
 
Whitey, I love ya. You are the man. Not many people in this world can claim to be perfect at much of anything…but in my book; Whitey Herzog was just about as perfect a man and a coach as one human can attain to.
 
Congratulations on your induction to the Baseball Hall of Fame, Mr. Herzog! Thanks for just being the very best, every single day of your life. (Yeah, I know, I pretend that he can read me…give me a break, I’m tearing up.)
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Nobody Reports on a Monday: The Most Expensive Gift

Nobody Reports on a Monday:
 
I was running around doing Christmas shopping today, and so was the rest of the population...so of course, we can all be assured that insidious and evil plans were being hacked out in Washington D.C. because Obama and his merry men, knew we are not paying attention.
 
But, we are AMERICANS! Why let that little nonsense bother us? Right?
 
While many of us were imitating Copenhagen's finest by burning our gas guzzlers from store to store, a smart person would just go online to shop, which is where I found this---Go ahead, wrap it up...I'll take it.
 
In fact...Tiger Woods might want to run right out and get at least ten of these things, as "please keep quiet" Christmas gifts, or maybe just get a box full. Evidently, his list is getting longer by the cell-phone minute.
 
And specking of phones, this is the most expensive IPHONE being sold, at $230,000 dollars, it's a real steal. Real diamonds in the logo's, and on the keypads...at least 53 on the front alone...and 149 grams of solid gold.
 
What's not to love?
 
So, okay..it's just a phone. And it is also a reminder that God was very wise in making me a lower, used to be middle-class woman, with little money to blow on nonsense, although I DID buy a statue today that I did not need in a million years---because it was one-of-a kind and only ten bucks.
 
I bought it because I just felt like it---And that's also why some rich globalist in Copenhagen is probably using this very phone...to call his wife from his hotel room, while the hookers are in the tub...
 
Because he just feels like it.
 
See? As Tiger says...we are all human. Some of us, God just loves more.
 
I'll let you figure out who.
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Nobody Gets E-Mail: How to Handle Sam Adams Beer

Nobody Gets E-Mail-
Tis' the season to be jolly!..and I got the perfect e-mail this week to go with the perfectly jolly announcement from the makers of Samuel Adams Beer...(A beer dear to my patriotic heart, of course.) They have just put out a beer with the alcohol content of 27%, and at $150 a bottle, many a man will want to give it a whirl.
 
This delicious looking brew has been banned in 13 states, due to the fact that most people walking the planet would end up walking around in circles, naked, and maybe wearing read slippers, a football helmet, white socks and a thong, if they had a glass---after having set fire to their own car.
 
I figured the beer, released during the holidays, and this email were all carefully planned...an American marketing conspiracy...and a great one too I might add!
 
So, if you happen to be fortunate enough to actually have a glass of Sam Adams New Utopias special brew...cut this out, and put it in your pocket.
Something tells me you're going to need it.
*****
BEER TROUBLESHOOTING GUIDE
 
SYMPTOM, CAUSE,---CORRECTIVE ACTION

Symptom
: Feet cold and wet
Cause: Glass Being held at incorrect angle.
Corrective Action: Rotate glass so that open end points toward ceiling

Symptom:
Feet warm and wet
Cause: Improper Bladder Control
Corrective Action: Stand next to nearest dog, complain about lack of house training

Symptom:
Beer unusually pale and tasteless
Cause: a. Glass empty. b. You're holding a Coors Lite
Corrective Action: Get someone to buy you another beer

Symptom:
Opposite wall covered with fluorescent lights
Cause: You have fallen over backward.
Corrective Action: Have yourself tied to the bar

Symptom:
Mouth contains cigarette butts, back of head covered with ashes
Cause: You have fallen forward
Corrective Action: See above

Symptom
: Beer tasteless, front of your shirt is wet
Cause: a. Mouth not open b. Glass applied to wrong part of face
Corrective Action: Retire to restroom, practice in front of mirror

Symptom:
Floor Blurred
Cause: You are looking through bottom of empty glass
Corrective Action: Get someone to buy you another beer

Symptom
: Floor moving
Cause: You are being carried out
Corrective Action: Find out if you are being taken to another bar

Symptom
: Room seems unusually dark
Cause: Bar has closed
Corrective Action: Confirm home address with bartender. If staff is gone, grab a six-pack to go and hit the nearest fire escape door. Run .

Symptom
: Taxi suddenly takes on colorful aspect and textures
Cause: Beer consumption has exceeded personal limitations
Corrective Action: Cover mouth, open window, stick head outside

Symptom
: Everyone looks up to you and smiles
Cause: You are dancing on the table
Corrective Action: Fall on someone cushy-looking

Symptom
: Beer is crystal-clear It's water!
Cause: Somebody is trying to sober you up
Corrective Action: Punch him

Symptom
: People are standing around urinals, talking or putting on makeup.
Cause: You're NOT in the men's room. Do not use urinal!
Corrective Action: Excuse yourself, exist and try the next door down the hall.
Try to get phone numbers before existing.(optional)

Symptom
: Hands hurt, nose hurts, mind unusually clear
Cause: You have been in a fight
Corrective Action: Apologize to everyone you see, just in case it was them

Symptom
: Don't recognize anyone, don't recognize the room you're in
Cause: You've wandered into the wrong party
Corrective Action: See if they have free beer

Symptom
: Your bedroom is painted gray, has a concrete floor and an interesting steel door. Toilet may be conveniently located next to your bunk
Cause: a. You're in jail b. You're in the navy
Corrective Action: Sleep it off, you can always get out tomorrow. Don't talk to your new roommate, and under no circumstances sleep on your stomach

Symptom
: Your singing sounds distorted
Cause: The beer is too weak
Corrective Action; Have more beer until your voice improves

Symptom
: Don't remember the words to the song
Cause: Beer is just right
Corrective Action: Play air guitar
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