Friday, October 31, 2008

MLB Predictions review

Let's see how the 2008 season differed from my picks on March 30:

AL EAST - Boston. Actual: Tampa Bay. Okay, so the Rays were a tiny bit better than I thought.

AL CENTRAL - Cleveland. Actual: White Sox. Wow, they stunk. But everyone else picked Detroit, so at least I was original.

AL WEST - Anaheim. Actual: Anaheim. Best record in the AL.

WILD CARD - Dang Yanks. Actual: Boston. Hate that we didn't win the East, but at least the dang Yanks were out of of the playoffs for the first time since 1993.

ALCS - Red Sox over Anaheim. Actual: Rays over Red Sox. To be fair, I was right about Boston beating the Angels, it just happened in the first round!

NL EAST - NY Mets. Actual: Philadelphia. Once again, the Mets imploded in September. Will anyone ever pick them again?

NL CENTRAL - Cubs. Actual: Cubs. Best record in the NL, but meant diddly squat in their first round loss to L.A.

NL WEST - Arizona. Actual: Los Angeles. The D'backs were leading until the Sox gave the Dodgers Manny Ramirez, and the race was over on August 1.

WILD CARD - San Diego. Actual: Milwaukee. The Brewers had to fight to make the playoffs, while the Padres absolutely stunk all season long.

NLCS - San Diego over Mets. Actual: Phillies over Dodges. Yikes, I wasn't even close.

WORLD SERIES - Red Sox beat Padres. Actual: Well, obviously it wasn't the Red Sox. Phillies top Rays.

Eeyore says "Happy Halloween, I guess."

Thursday, October 30, 2008


Self-indulgent feeling ughy post coming up:
I'm not sure if I'm going to make it all day today. Wednesday afternoon I only got a half-hour of a nap instead of my usual three or four hours because the guys came to put in our new heater. They took the old furnace out and put in a new one in a few hours, so by 5 o'clock it was too late for a nap and Val was home from work for our daily dinner-then-snuggle-on-the-couch-watching-TV routine. We loves us the heater, too, even if I had to write a check that briefly caused me to die a little due to shock, even though we still have a warranty that covered 2/3 of the cost.
It doesn't help that I'm not feeling well. I have had a persistent headache for a week that isn't a fever but can't be controlled with Tylenol, and a few days ago I started getting chills, the kind that when you're in the shower you have to keep turning the hot water further and further to stay warm, and today I'm feeling a little sluggish as well, though that may have something to do with going to bed at 9:30 and getting just 5 1/2 hours of sleep. So I'm going to the doctor this afternoon, and looking forward to some sort of sweet, sweet release, because I'm limited on awesome medicines like Nyquil due to my high blood pressure.
Congrats to Michael and Phillies fans for your World Series win. Now if the city of Philadelphia can shut the heck up and quityerbitchin', we'd all appreciate it.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Valfrey out and about, and this week on TV

Soon I'll have a write-up and pictures of our trip, but first:
Val and I returned to Memphis Monday evening, from fun-the-sun 80 degree weather in Miami to 40-degree-holy-crap-it's-cold! weather here in Memphis.
Oh, and our heater's not working, nor will it until we get the whole thing replaced, which was determined during that whole non-AC debacle in May and June. Thankfully our house seems to be insulated well and it doesn't get too cold, plus Val has a heated blanket so she's curled up like a cub under momma bear. If I just brush my hands against her bare skin she yelps and recoils as if I branded her with a heated coat hanger. (My brand would probably be a big Eeyore with the tail shaped like a J.)
As you saw below, yesterday was out second wedding anniversary, which we enjoyed by doing what we do best, and that's a relaxing day off, with some shopping and a scrumdillyumptious dinner at Outback. Mmm. .... steak ..... blooming onion, how I adore thee .... (By the way, after a week of vacation, the diet starts anew TODAY).
As we left the house we had planned on voting. Key word: Planned. However, first a guy came out and said one of the Playskool My First Voting Machines was down, and second a lady came out and said it took her an hour-and-a-half to vote, and frankly except for when Best Buy gives away plasma TVs I don't plan on waiting that long for anything anytime soon. In the meantime, Val was already cold since the line was stretched outside, so after 10 minutes we skedaddled. If early voting takes that long, well, so does regular voting on Tuesday, so why bother to come a week ahead of time?
Now, to the point where we snuggle on the couch, eyes glued to a television that doesn't love us back but we need for sanity except for stupid ads and political commercials ...
HEROES - I was pleasantly shocked that the show offed Matt's dad so casually, but then I realized that no one dies on this show. I'm just glad that after a month of getting nowhere the show's finally getting to the heroes vs. villains plot of the season. I'm really enjoying Papa Petrelli, though I'm a little concerned that the entire Heroes universe seems to boil down to a private Petrelli family war.
THE AMAZING RACE - We're running out of teams to root for. Mother/Son and Team Superbad are it of the final six. There are good reasons to root against the divorcees, who took bitchiness to a new level and then at least looked stupid repeatedly as karma, but this episode was meaningless because Team Long-Distance was so far back by the first ten minutes that no matter how much the show tried to make it look like they were catching up, we knew that they were a good three hours behind.
DANCING WITH THE STARS - Finally, Cloris is gone. Sure, she was entertaining, but she can't dance and we're getting to the point where it's just ridiculous for people who aren't talented to try two dances a week. *coughSusanyou'regonenextcough* But even though Carrie Ann started saying that Cloris should have been gone sooner, she can only blame herself for giving Cloris inflated scores of 7s and 8s over the last few weeks.
The always-anticipated group dance was an old-school hip-hop flop. There wasn't a story in it like last year's country hoedown, so it was just untalented hip-hop dancers bouncing around like a bunch of lily white goths at a Snoop Dogg concert. Then again, even Maurice couldn't get the steps right and Warren looked tentative and made these tiny moves with his arms like a T-Rex when he didn't know what was coming next. It was pretty awful all around. Kudos to Young Sylar, aka Cody, though, for his ability to beatbox at the start.
THE BIGGEST LOSER - Phil can only blame himself for getting the boot. If he had manned up and eaten an extra freakin' peanut butter cup three weeks ago he would have chosen teams, kept his wife Amy on his team and split up the Scuzbucket Alliance of Heba, Brady and Vicky, a threesome that ruins the point of this show, which is to be inspired by people taking control of their lives. Instead, I root for all three to gain weight weekly, and wonder how Vicky's kids feel when they hear her say that she doesn't want to win any awards where she gets to talk to them because she doesn't care.
And what was the deal with Heba confronting Phil in front of his teammates, all so she could act high and mighty and call him out all while saying "I forgive you" and my favorite, "I'm the bigger person." Anytime someone says that? They're not. And no pun intended, I'm sure. Her follow-up interview on being the better person? "He needs to shut his mouth and focus on losing weight." Projecting, much? Then, at the food challenge to start the show, Brady acts like he put one over on Phil, whispering to Vicky an Heba about how he tricked Phil, when Phil got the same question correct. Not much trickery there.
SURVIVOR - We only caught the tribal council at the end, when Kelli was kicked off the horrible Fang tribe. I did love this bit from the Television Without Pity recaplet, about something I noticed in the first week of the season, that Crystal certainly doesn't seem like a championship athlete: "Fang loses the reward challenge badly and Crystal continues to make all Olympians look bad by having to drop out of a challenge involving running and carrying a heavy weight."

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

2 Years!

Happy Anniversary to my darling Valerie, for whom my life is dedicated and all is given. You have made me so happy, and content, and frankly I can't remember life before I learned how to snuggle.

Remembering the big day, Oct. 28, 2006.

I would also like to offer a big thanks to everyone, family and friends, who have been with us, supported us, and helped make this first two years of marriage an incredible journey, and we look forward to the next 90 years!

Monday, October 27, 2008

100 Things About Me, 161-170

1-10 | 11-20 | 21-30 | 31-40 | 41-50 | 51-60 | 61-70 | 71-80 | 81-90 | 91-100 | 101-110 | 111-120 | 121-130 | 131-140 | 141-150 | 151-160

161. I can never remember jokes, and when I do I'm awful at telling them.

162. One year when I was in my awkward 'tween years, I was volunteering at the Memphis Marathon and my sisters' running coach thought I was a girl. My long-hair phase didn't last long after that.

163. Believe it or not, I was a long distance runner in youth sports. 3000 meters and 1500 meters. I wasn't fast of the blocks, but I had stamina. One of my Dad's favorite stories is a race one Saturday morning when an older arrogant runner dude took off at the start and left me in his dust like the Roadrunner. By the end, he was slowing down considerably and huffing and puffing, and I just kept chugging along and passed him.

164. I consider myself a geography geek. I actually read and study maps, looking at states and city pages, tracing rivers and lakes, checking routes and roads throughout the country and looking at countries around the world.

165. I've seen an untold number of thousands of movies, and yet I only remember those that are paired with certain experiences. For instance, I can recall watching the terrible Outbreak flick only because Dad and I took it in when we were visiting Gettysburg during our Civil War battlefield trip during spring break of my sophomore year in college. I saw Star Wars Episode One several times in theaters, but the most memorable experience (other than opening night at midnight, then seeing it again at 3 a.m. and again at 7 p.m., was watching it in Sao Paulo, Brazil, with Portuguese subtitles while visiting Dad with my brother Scott and his wife Jenn.

166. I eat the whole baked potato. In fact, the skin may be the best part, especially twice-baked and flavored at Cracker Barrel and Outback.

167. I'm fairly obsessed with correct pronunciations and spelling. Is it from my news background or does it contribute to my journalistic endeavors? It doesn't always go well. In the summer of 1994 I almost drove Dad to leave me in Porlamar, Venezuela when I kept trying to correct the way he pronounced the town we vacationed on Margarita Island.

168. You want embarrassing moments? In the spring of our freshman year at Union, I was playing on the non-Greek intramural softball team against my former SAE pledges and members, and assorted girlfriends and girl friends. My first at-bat I struck out swinging on three pitches. Mind you, I was always a good hitter, the best on my team, growing up. Second at-bat, a lazy pop hit into short left field. I went straight to the batting cage that afternoon and straightened out my swing quickly.

169. After graduating from Union I was accepted into the Masters of Journalism program at U. of Alabama. Really I was just doing it because my friend and roommate Patrick was getting his masters there, and over the summer I quickly realized that I neither had the desire to continue schooling, nor the money to afford it. Instead, I started working at WMC here in Memphis, then took the sports producer/director job at WLJT in Martin, and shortly after ended up at my dream job at CNN, so I'd say it all worked out. Patrick got his masters, married his sweetheart from nearby Jasper, Ala., and is teaching there, so we all win.

170. One of those infamous family stories is of the time I bragged and showed my sisters how I could pee from the bathtub. No, I was not 15 at the time.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Catching up with The Vent

Been a while since I've checked on The Vent in the Atlanta Journal-Constipation:

- I have a feeling that those of us who pay our mortgages and bills each month are going to get screwed in this bailout.

- Politicians are the only people in the world who create problems and then campaign against them.

- My wife takes off to visit relatives for two weeks and calls to ask me if I'm OK. I was afraid she could see me smiling & giggling as I said in a sad voice,"sort of"

- The name ACORN fits the people perfect, because they are nuts.

- Obama understands that if you "rob Peter to pay Paul", you probably can count on Paul's support.

- I don't know about the rest of you, but I am so over Oprah.

- Dear AJC, to save time I wrote your headlines for you: (Insert rapper's name here) was arrested last night on (drug/weapons/DUI) charges. It is (rapper's name)(third/fifth/tenth) arrest this year. Just choose one (or all) word that fits. You are welcome.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Jeff's Top 5: Comedians Turned Thespians

Comedians who went "serious" on us, with success:

1. Bill Murray in Lost in Translation.

2. Robin Williams in The World According to Garp, then What Dreams May Come and the creepy One-Hour Photo.

3. Jim Carrey in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.

4. Adam Sandler in Punch-Drunk Love.

5. Steve Martin in Shopgirl and The Spanish Prisoner.

Honorable Mentions:

Tom Hanks sort of qualifies, since he started out with "Bosom Buddies" and movies like Turner and Hooch, and then he became one of the best with movies such as Road to Perdition, Cast Away and The Green Mile, among many others.

Goldie Hawn started out in a bikini on "Rowan & Martin's Laugh-In," then wowed us in The Sugarland Express, one of Spielberg's first feature films.

I don't care for Whoopie Goldberg, but she was perfect for her role in Ghost.

Friday, October 24, 2008

Jeff' Top 5: Fall Films I'm Waiting for

It's going to be a lean Autumn at the theaters. It wasn't easy coming up with this list. The top 5 movies I'm looking forward to this Fall:

1. Quantum of Solace - The new Bond flick may have a funny title, but doesn't look to have any humor at all, which means it may lack the charm of the classics. But if it's anywhere on the level of Casino Royale, then it will rock my world. Solace takes up right where Royale left off, with Bond going after a phony environmentalist trying to control water supplies. (November 14)

2. The Day The Earth Stood Still - Keanu Reeves stars as an alien on a portentous visit to Earth in this remake of the 1950s sci-fi classic, which is the opposite of War of the Worlds, and right now I could take less of a blow-em-up, so that's good. Jennifer Connelly co-stars. (Dec. 12)

3. The Curious Case of Benjamin Button - This will definitely be the talk of the town come Christmas. Brad Pitt stars as a man who is born at the age of 80, and ages backwards. You read that right. I'm excited that Cate Blancett co-stars. (Dec. 25)

4. Australia - It's like a Western, and a war flick, and a love story, and it stars Nicole Kidman and Hugh Jackman. Of course, the director is the freaky guy who did Moulin Rouge, so we'll see how that goes. (Nov. 26)

5. Valkyrie - If there's any Tom Cruise Nazi World War II assassination movie to see this Christmas, this is it! (Dec. 26)

On the radar:

Righteous Kill - Hard to make a crime thriller starring Robert De Niro and Al Pacino that can tank at the box office, but it happened. (Sept. 12)

Sukiyaki Western Django - The Japanese take on a Spaghetti Western, Tarantino style. There are six-shooters, but swordplay, too. (Aug. 29, limited)

The Brothers Bloom - Adrien Brody and Mark Ruffalo are con men brothers trying to swindle Rachel Weisz in what looks like an overly complicated globe-trotting adventure comedy. (Dec. 19)

Yes Man - A guy (Jim Carrey) whose life has stagnated turns it around with a just-say-yes policy about everything. (Dec. 19)

Twilight - Another vampire movie with a good one battling bad ones. Women seem to swoon over the books. Let's see what the big deal is. (Nov. 21)

Bedtime Stories - Since it seems more good natured than raunchy and involves cute kids who aren't being taught to urinate on public buildings, this could be one of the good Adam Sandler movies. (Dec. 25)

The Soloist - A music prodigy (Jamie Foxx) now living on the streets is befriended by a journalist (Robert Downey Jr.) and is begging for Oscar love. (Nov. 21st, limited)

Defiance - Four Jewish brothers, including Daniel Craig and Liev Schreiber, lead 1200 other Jews in Poland into the forest where they evade and battle the Nazis. Based on a true story, which makes me curious. (Dec. 12, limited)

Seven Pounds - Will Smith's an IRS agent making amends for past wrongs by helping seven strangers. It's mysterious, though. He says "it's not part of the deal" and won't give his real name. Smith's an angel trying to get his wings, isn't he? Admit it, studio! Good use of The Island score in the trailer, though. (Dec. 19)

The Transporter 3 - Jason Statham is back on the job as the ex-Special Ops guy who's now the world's most-dangerous delivery man. I know, like you, at first I thought, "Another one? Why?" The the trailer was pretty awesome, so I might at least rent this. (Nov. 26)


Experts(?) say that 85 percent of web addresses are in use and the rest
could be gone by 2011.

This, of course, immediately brings to mind, as I'm sure it does you, the Saturday Night Live commercial sketch where a respectable investment company has to use the URL clownpenis.fart.

Thursday, October 23, 2008

The Obamedia sticking up for their Obamessiah

You gotta love how the AP totally covers for Obama in what is supposed to be an objective article:

LAS VEGAS (AP) -- Senators in opposing political parties asked Republican presidential candidate John McCain to stop the automated phone calls that link Democratic candidate Barack Obama to a 1960s radical.

Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid, a Nevada Democrat, Sen. Norm Coleman, a Minnesota Republican and Sen. Susan Collins, a Maine Republican, made separate appeals to McCain on Friday. Collins faces a tough race for re-election and serves as a co-chairwoman of his Maine campaign. Mind you, these are weenie left-leaning Republicans, so the media gets to say this is a "bi-partisan" concern.

"These kind of tactics have no place in Maine politics," Collins spokesman Kevin Kelley said. "Sen. Collins urges the McCain campaign to stop these calls immediately."

Coleman, in a tight re-election campaign, said he hoped all candidates and outside groups would stop their attacks.

In Nevada, a four-page campaign flier mailed this week by the state Republican Party also focused on Obama's past relationship with former Weather Underground leader Bill Ayers, calling the college professor a "terrorist, radical, friend of Obama" and featuring several images of Obama and Ayers.

Reid told reporters at a news conference in Las Vegas that he's surprised at the "scummy" tactics employed by McCain's presidential campaign and "can't believe John McCain knows what's going on."

The McCain campaign says the calls are warranted because Obama's connection to Ayers -- the two met many years after Ayers' anti-Vietnam War activities had ended (emphasis mine) -- raises questions about the Democrat's judgment and record. So if McCain let a former abortion bomber work for his campaign, then it would be cool? After all, McCain would have met him decades after his "activities" ended.

"This is an association that is highly questionable and not out of bounds," McCain spokesman Rick Gorka said.

The automated calls in Maine, Nevada and other states -- they are commonly known as "robo calls" -- say Obama "has worked closely with domestic terrorist Bill Ayers, whose organization bombed the U.S. Capitol, the Pentagon, a judge's home and killed Americans."

The charge is misleading: The bombings, which took place more than 35 years ago, didn't result in fatalities and the group didn't claim responsibility for the attack on the judge's home. (emphasis mine) Oh, then it's okay then! Sure, in an article in the Times on 9/11 Ayers wishes he'd done more, and his wife was even more radical, but hey, the judge lived so it's water under the bridge.

Obama has condemned Ayers' radical activities, which took place in the late 1960s and the 1970s, when Obama was a child.(emphasis mine) In the debate Wednesday with McCain, Obama said Ayers played no role in his presidential campaign. I'm sure if McCain was pals with a former Nazi camp guard then they would forgive him since McCain was just a boy during that testy WWII stuff.

Ayers, an education professor at the University of Illinois at Chicago, lives in Obama's neighborhood in Chicago. In 1995, he hosted a meet-the-candidate session at his home as the young Harvard Law School graduate prepared to run for the Illinois Senate. The two also worked with two nonprofit charitable organizations in Chicago.

Which begs the question that the AP doesn't ask, why is this man exerting influence anywhere? Would the AP cover for McCain if he had lunch with Tim McVeigh in 1991? This is non-negotiable, Ayers is a terrorist. Just because he's a left-wing terrorists radical working on behalf of the AP and left-wing causes in the 60s and 70s does not make this acceptable.

The Obamessiah really likes pie

On the campaign trail and tired of ignoring any of his shortcomings, reports recently that Obama spoke the word “pie” 13 times in one 86 second period, then 15 times in 104 seconds two hours later. How did the second number come about?
“We decided to stop at a diner because I was hungry and I decided I wanted some pie (1). Pie (2). That’s what I wanted.”

At which point, as usual, someone in the crowd listening offered some pie of their own.

“You make pie(3)?” Obama asked? “What kind of pie (4) you make? Sweet potato pie (5)? I like sweet potato pie (6). I’m thinking of having a sweet potato pie (7) here in Philadelphia? Because I’ve heard a lot of people are saying they can make sweet potato pie (8). I’ll put it up against my mother in laws sweet potato pie (9). Alright, you give up? Nah. You. So anyway they did not have sweet potato pie (10) in South OH. So I had coconut cream pie (11). The governor of OH he had lemon meringue pie (12). So we ordered our pie (13)and I decide that I’m going to take a picture with the wait staff.”

It was at this point that he had matched his record. Had he stopped here, it certainly would have been impressive…yet not historic. I would like to say the crowd stood silent waiting to see if he would break the record, thrilled to say they witnessed someone reach pie immortality. But the truth is, they might have been silent out of concern. How much pie can one person take? Nevertheless, the record was within reach. And Obama continued:

“Just as we were re finished taking the picture and the owner comes out, with our pie (14). So I take my pie (15).”

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Bad Bears

The 2008-09 NBA season is upon us, and when you actually begin to notice in about six months, you'll see that our Memphis Grizzlies (last year's record: 22-60) are way, way out of contention.

As part of their team-by-team previews, gives us some good news, then hits us with the very, very bad:
This might surprise you, given last year's Free Pau Gasol Giveaway, but the Griz have talent and a future. Their core is composed of former top 10 picks from the last three drafts: O.J. Mayo, Mike Conley and Rudy Gay. They've also got a couple new big boys to help up front: Darrell Arthur and Marc Gasol. Oh, and they're going to have some big bucks left over to throw at free agents in the summer of 2009. So yeah, the Grizzlies may be rebuilding, but they're off to a pretty good start. ...

The thing about youth and athleticism is that it often comes hand-in-hand with foolish inexperience. So expect mistakes. Lots of them, probably. And that excitement gets a little hard to sustain in the midst of a 30-win (or less) season. ...
Though it may be fun to watch the young guys, too much of the time they're going to be getting schooled by veterans, so lower those expectations.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

On my way out

FLYING SOUTH: We're way into October, my birthday has passed, Team Valfrey's second anniversary is next Tuesday, and this Wednesday we head out to Florida for five days in the fun and sun, starting at Dad's in Miami and driving over to Captiva Island near Ft. Myers for a long weekend. Mentally, we've already checked out. I have, though, written several blogs that will be posted during my absence through the magic of blogging technology.
FOR THE FANS: For you, Michael, I've decided that in this World Series I'll root for Philadelphia, if only because they have long-suffering fans who actually give a crap, instead of the 40,000 pseudo-fans in the Tampa area who don't care that they have a team and never cared that the Rays were terrible for their first decade in existence.
BUT THAT'S ME: If I conducted my work like most of my doctors, the 5 o'clock news wouldn't come on until 6:15, and then last only until 6:30.
GONNA NEED HELP: Just so Democrats know what they're voting for in this election, I give you the Obamessiah's own running mate, Joe Six-Pack Biden:
"Mark my words, it will not be six months before the world tests Barack Obama like they did John Kennedy. ... Watch, we're gonna have an international crisis, a generated crisis, to test the mettle of this guy ... And he's gonna need help. And the kind of help he's gonna need is, he's gonna need you--not financially to help him--we're gonna need you to use your influence, your influence within the community, to stand with him. Because it's not gonna be apparent initially, it's not gonna be apparent that we're right."
In other words, we need a guy with experience who's tough, not some academic like Obama who will need Biden looking over his shoulder like the Dems claim Cheney pulls Bushitler's strings behind the scenes.
BUT THE BREATHING HELPS: I had some initial problems with my new CPAP. The jet-pilot mask is tight around my nose, and since the first couple of nights I've had these sores on my cheeks. I look like an alien that has nostrils on either side of the nose for extra ventilation. I have been sleeping through the night well, though, and without the snoring it sure is nice to not end up on the futon in the middle of the night.
IT'S 12 O'CLOCK TWICE A DAY: With six trees in the front yard, naturally we have tons of leaves in our yard, even during the spring and summer when leaves are, you know, supposed to stay attached to the trees. But months of avoiding raking them has finally paid off, since now they look perfect as part of our Fall decorations. I mean, I can't clean them up now, can I, and ruin the look?
UNORIGINAL QUERY: How were dumb people described before crayons were invented to say that "they're not the sharpest crayon in the box," or elevators to insult that "his doesn't go up to the top floor"? Stuff like, "He doesn't have the sharpest tusk in the herd," or "Her river doesn't flow all the way to the ocean"?
AROUND THE TUBE THIS WEEK: On "Dancing with the Stars," everyone but Lacey and Lance had to learn a whole new kind of dance. Lacey is already a champion in West Coast Swing, yet still got to do it (which seems pretty unfair to me), and still didn't get good scores because Lance stood there the entire time or tripped over his own feet. Elsewhere, Cloris and Corky had a mild, picante Salsa, Cheryl and Maurice had a hot, chunky Salsa. Toni and Alec's West Coast Swing was forgettable, because I've already forgotten what she did. Susan and Toni had a slow-motion Hustle, and Warren managed a half-hearted stab while Kym boogied. At the end, Brooke and Derek and Cody and Julianne had the most fun with active Jitterbugs.
Why no reunion show on "Project Runway?" Who wouldn't have enjoyed seeing the other contestants pile on Kenley? Who, by the way, ended up third and in tears, so that was fun. So long as she didn't win, the rest of us did. Leanne earned the title with her wave-themed Bryant Park collection, though I was hoping Korto would have won for her entire season of work.
"Amazing Race" lost another likable team, though no one expected the "designated dumb blondes" to make it far. Can we lose Terence, Sarah, Nick, Starr and the divorcees next?
I didn't see "Heroes" last night, but did get the gist of it from Val and read the recap on Television Without Pity, so I feel like an expert in saying that we need more Hiro, Peter's having a terrible year, and Mohinder needs to go away because he's getting so annoying that he's only two episodes from "getting attacked by a cougar" lame. If anyone from the show stops by, I beg you, please give us an episode titled "We Don't Need Another Hiro," and Hiro has to make a reference to "Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome."
Either married couple Phil or Amy will get the booth tonight on "The Biggest Loser," we're promised, and really, they can only blame Phil. If he wasn't such a mushy-mush at the in-the-dark temptation challenge last week he would have picked the teams and not Heba, and he and Amy would be on the same team and not in danger. So next time, Phil, be a man and own up! And thanks a bunch for ensuring that the unlikable Heba-Vicky-Brady alliance will last to the end, ya big moron.
G.C.'s gone on "Survivor" and no one cares. He's a quitter and Jeff personally probably gave him a kick off the African continent for his quitting, because Jeff's all so serious in this game show about people who are tired of eating two cups of rice a day without a bath or toothpaste or popsicles, especially the cherry kind because those are the best. Where was I? Oh yeah, even though the show mixed up the teams, Fang is still awful and if they were smart at all they'd have voted for Sugar since she has the immunity idol and said, "Sorry G.C., suck it up for three more days."
I like this new "Mentalist" show on CBS. The star is a guy who used to be a TV psychic and admits it's all horsehockey, and instead he succeeds by using his powers of perception and manipulation.

Monday, October 20, 2008

Yo I'm Palin, I'm out!

In case you hadn't seen the Sarah Palin clips on this weekend's Saturday Night Live, Val and I got a kick out of both her cameos:

Alas, it's over. Rays win, 3-1

Can't win them all, right?

Tampa Bay's improbable supercalifragilisticexpialidociously magical season continues, at the expense of the 2004 and 2007 World Series champions.

I don't think I'll be able to muster any enthusiasm about a Rays-Phillies series, especially since I'll be in Florida for the first four games, so good luck to both sides and don't be insulted when ratings are in the tank.

Sunday, October 19, 2008

My birthday in history

What has Oct. 19 meant throughout history, besides delivering myself? Let's take a look ...

The 293rd day of 2008, there are 73 days left in the year. On this date:

On Oct. 19, 1781, British troops under General Lord Cornwallis surrendered at Yorktown, Virginia, as the American Revolution neared its end.

In 1765, the Stamp Act Congress, meeting in New York, drew up a declaration of rights and liberties.

In 1812, French forces under Napoleon Bonaparte began their retreat from Moscow.

In 1864, Confederate General Jubal A. Early attacked Union forces at Cedar Creek, Virginia; the Union troops were able to rally and defeat the Confederates.

In 1936, H.R. Ekins of the New York World-Telegram beat out Dorothy Kilgallen of the New York Journal and Leo Kieran of The New York Times in a round-the-world race on commercial flights that lasted 18 1/2 days.

In 1944, the play "I Remember Mama," by John van Druten, opened at the Music Box Theater on Broadway.

In 1951, President Truman signed an act formally ending the state of war with Germany.

In 1960, President Eisenhower imposed an embargo on exports to Cuba covering all commodities except medical supplies and certain food products.

In 1967, the U.S. space probe Mariner 5 flew past Venus.

In 1977, the supersonic Concorde made its first landing in New York City.

In 1987, the stock market crashed as the Dow Jones Industrial Average plunged 508 points, or 22.6 percent in value.

In sports:

1940 -- Alabama snaps Tennessee's defensive scoreless streak of 71 quarters but still loses 27-12. Tennessee hadn't allowed a point since Oct. 29, 1938, when it beat LSU 14-6.

1980 -- Dan Fouts of San Diego passes for 444 yards and four touchdowns as the Chargers beat the New York Giants 44-7.

1994 -- Duke beats North Carolina 3-2 in women's soccer to end the Tar Heels' unbeaten streak of 101 games.

Today's Birthdays: Former ambassador to Russia Robert S. Strauss is 90. Author John le Carre (luh kah-RAY') is 77. Artist Peter Max is 71. Actor Michael Gambon is 68. Actor John Lithgow (LIHTH'-goh) is 63. Former National Organization for Women President Patricia Ireland is 63. Singer Jeannie C. Riley is 63. Talk show host Charlie Chase is 56. Rock singer-musician Karl Wallinger (World Party) is 51. Singer Jennifer Holliday is 48. TV host Ty Pennington ("Extreme Makeover: Home Edition") is 44. Rock singer-musician Todd Park Mohr (Big Head Todd and the Monsters) is 43. Actor Jon Favreau is 42. Amy Carter is 41. "South Park" co-creator Trey Parker is 39. Comedian Chris Kattan is 38. Rock singer Pras Michel (The Fugees) is 36. Actor Omar Gooding is 32. Country singer Cyndi Thomson is 32. Writer-director Jason Reitman is 31. Actor Benjamin Salisbury is 28.

Blogtober baseball

My birthday night fortune cookie: "You will do well to expand your horizons."
I hope that doesn't mean beyond obsessing about the Red Sox, because if so, screw you fortune cookie!
Anyway, it's Game 7 of the ALCS! Red Sox! Rays! It's on!
At least the game is actually on television on The Network That Must Not Be Named.
With a homer in the first inning by Dustin Pedroia, the Sox are up 1-0 after three and Jon "nine up, nine down" Lester is looking spiffy, more like Warren Spahn and less like Mike Timlin tonight. Of course, Garza's looking okay on the other side as well, so this could be intense.
(And thank you to my Darling Valerie for her blog post below! *Kisses!* Hey, if you others don't want PDA, stop reading!)


I wanted to wish my darling husband Jeff a Happy Birthday!


Saturday, October 18, 2008

Great Googly Moogly!

Red Sox win, 4-2! Game seven tomorrow night, 7 o'clock, maybe or maybe not on TBS, depending on whether my appeal to the Supreme Court is accepted.

Ya gotta love the testiness of Rays announcers. On the way home from work I was listening to the XM Radio feed from the Tampa guys, and they were trying to defend their fans. Of course, we all know that the Rays consistently have the worst fans in the major leagues, even this year when the team was in first place pretty much from start to finish.

So it's the middle of the seventh inning and Boston's up 4-2, one of the announcers says, "And no one has left yet," and they start ripping Sox fans who left early a couple of days ago.

Dude, that was a 7-0 game at the time in the seventh inning and the Sox were down 3 games to 1 in an elimination game. Your team is down two runs with three at-bats left and a 3-2 lead in the series. That's like comparing apples to idiot baseball announcers!

Really, you want to start trying to demean Red Sox fans, you know, the ones who make up half the crowd at your stupid dome?

Red Sox lead and TBS sucks, continued

The Red Sox lead 2-1 in the third inning! (Still, the bases were left loaded, so let's avoid such missed opportunities in the future, m'kay?)
Meanwhile, here's the AP story on TBS' "technical difficulties" and how they didn't tell anyone, the morons:

ST. PETERSBURG, Fla. (AP) -- TBS had technical difficulties that prevented it from showing the first 20 minutes of Game 6 of the American League championship series between Boston and Tampa Bay on Saturday night.

The game started at 8:08 p.m., but the broadcast didn't begin until 8:28 p.m., when Carlos Pena, the seventh batter of the game, walked in the bottom of the first. TBS then showed a replay of a home run by B.J. Upton, the previous batter, that put the Rays ahead 1-0. [Jeff note: Why's anyone pitching to that Upton kid anyhow?]

TBS had experienced router failure in Atlanta, which caused transmission problems, Rays spokesman Dave Haller said.

TBS spokesman Jeff Pomeroy didn't immediately return a telephone call from The Associated Press seeking comment. [Jeff note: Answer your phone, Wussy McBedwetter!]

Major League Baseball spokesman Rich Levin said MLB was unaware there was a problem until the broadcast failed to come on the air. No consideration was given to delaying the start of the game because the starting pitchers already had warmed up, Levin said.

When the top of the second inning began, broadcaster Chip Caray said: "We again apologize profusely for the technical difficulties we had back in Atlanta. You haven't missed much." [Jeff note: UP YOURS, Chip! Missed much? Only a bunch of the freaking first inning of a playoff elimination game!]

In place of the game, TBS had televised an episode of "The Steve Harvey Show." A crawl on the screen ran repeatedly, saying: "We are experiencing technical difficulties." [Jeff note: This is a lie! It wasn't until 7:13 and only for a few minutes!]

Tampa Bay, seeking its first World Series appearance, led the best-of-seven series 3-2 after wasting a 7-0, seventh-inning lead in Game 5 and losing 8-7 to the defending champion Red Sox.

At the Cask N Flagon outside Fenway Park, manager Mike Fusco said the hour -- from the pregame show until the game was restored -- "wasn't real fun."

"People were in a little uproar because they thought we didn't put the game on. They were just screaming at us to put it on and try all the other stations -- Fox, TNT," Fusco said.

Finally, Fusco said the staff had to use a PA system to explain the technical problems to the capacity crowd of 700. Some customers yelled for them to at least put the game on the radio, but the bar didn't have one.

"People watched `Steve Harvey' until it came on," Fusco said. [Jeff note: The dang Yanks are behind this somehow, I just know it.]

Still bitter.

It's 7:29, and TBS just flicked over to the game in progress. And the Sox are down 1-0 after a B.J. Upton homer. So now I'm ticked, frustrated and exasperated at Josh Beckett.
There is no forgiveness, TBS, you hear me?!
I am going to actively seek to be a Nielsen ratings family, and we will never watch TBS! EVER!
Oh, and GO SOX! Believe!!!!


It's 7:15 p.m. Saturday evening and I should be watching the Red Sox play Tampa in the ALCS game six. Key word: Should.
However, during the pregame show that began at 6:30, about 6:50 TBS starts showing that old Dick Clark "Bloopers and Practical Jokes" show. And at 7:05 they start showing some stupid Steve Harvey sitcom. Mind you, the game was supposed to begin at 7:05.
By this point I'm long past anger and frustration. Dad's in his car and didn't know anything was wrong.
I went to the AP wire. Says the game starts at 7:07. I checked ESPN, and on their ticker it said the Sox were batting in the top of the first. So TBS, where's the game?
Not until 7:13 did they start scrolling a ticker that said there are technical difficulties.
THERE ARE TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES AND THEY AREN'T SHOWING THE RED SOX GAME. And instead of sitting in black with a giant apology banner, they continue on with some freaking unfunny shows and still run commercials as if we would want to buy anything they would sell.
TBS, you are dead to me. First "Frank TV," now this. There's no coming back. I will not be watching the same "Seinfeld" episode for the 15478th time anymore on your network. DEAD. DONE. You are a horrible, horrible network and I hope your executives are fired, go broke and end up begging for change in Centennial Park in downtown Atlanta, and regularly get peed on by stray dogs. I can't stress this enough: You are the worst network ever, and that includes that Christian network with the pink-haired lady.
It is currently 7:20, and yep, still running an awful sitcom. Other than TBS execs stabbing themselves with swords out of shame, this cannot be rectified.

Tearing down Joe America

Man of the People, Democrat VP candidate Joe Biden, a 35-year senator who thinks “jobs” is a three-letter word and cites eating at a restaurant that closed closed 20 years ago as a sign that he talks with the common folk, is leading the charge with the Obamedia against Joe the Plumber.

In case you haven’t heard, as Michelle Malkin writes, Joe Wurzelbacher ”is the small-business man from Ohio who questioned Obama about his tax plan during a Toledo campaign swing last weekend. The revealing exchange was caught on tape and broadcast widely across the Internet and TV airwaves. In response to Wurzelbacher’s question about why he should be “taxed more and more for fulfilling the American dream,“ Obama sermonized that he needed to ‘spread the wealth around’ because “it’s good for everybody.’”

Once conservatives began to use this exchange of Marxism as an example of the Obamessiah’s far-left ideology and McCain used it in Wednesday’s debate, the libs and the media (but I repeat myself) went nuts prying into this guy’s life to tear him down in the “politics of personal destruction” that the Clintons so masterfully coined in the 90s.

Michelle continues:
The left’s political plumbers are attacking the messenger, rummaging through his personal life and predictably wielding the race card once again. It’s standard operating procedure for the Obama thug machine.

Obama squirmed. The dirt-diggers started Googling. And the next morning, six-term Sen. Biden launched the first salvo against the Ohio entrepreneur on NBC’s Today Show, challenging the veracity of his story: “I don’t have any Joe the Plumbers in my neighborhood that make $250,000 a year.”

Under an Obama-Biden administration, they’ll make sure no Joe the Plumbers ever earn such a salary. “It's good for everybody,” don’t you know?

Wurzelbacher never claimed to be making $250,000 a year. He told Obama that he might be “getting ready to buy a company that makes about $250,000, $270,000” a year. His simple point was that Obama’s punitive tax proposals would make it more difficult to realize his dream.

Obama’s followers couldn't handle the incontrovertible truth. Left-wing blogs immediately went to work, blaring headlines like “Not A Real $250k Plumber!” Next, they falsely accused Wurzelbacher of not being registered to vote — he’s registered in Lucas County, Ohio, and voted as a Republican in this year’s primary.

Next, they called him a liar for identifying himself as undecided. Only registered Democrats and fake Republican tools used in mainstream media stories and YouTube debates are allowed to use that label, you see.

Next, award-winning liberal blogger Joshua Marshall cast Wurzelbacher as some kind of rabid freak for calling Social Security a “joke” — as if no working-class Americans could believe that the federal government’s entitlement programs were a rip-off unless they were bought and paid for by the McCain campaign.

Then, suddenly, the journalists who wouldn’t lift a finger to investigate Obama’s longtime relationships with Weather Underground terrorist Bill Ayers and Jeremiah Wright sprang into action rifling through citizen Joe Wurzelbacher’s tax records. reported breathlessly: “Samuel J. Wurzelbacher has a lien placed against him to the tune of $1,182.92. The lien is dated from January of ’07.” Press outlets probed his divorce records. The local plumbers union, which has endorsed Obama, claimed he didn’t do their required apprenticeship work and didn’t have a license to work outside his local township.

Hang him!

After Wurzelbacher told Katie Couric that Obama’s rhetorical tap dance was “almost as good as Sammy Davis, Jr.,” the inevitable cries of “bigotry” followed. (There are now tens of thousands of hits on the Internet for “Joe the Plumber racist.”)

Welcome to Joe the Plumber Derangement Syndrome. If you can’t beat him, smear him. It’s the Obama way.
If the media and Obama's campaign will try to rip up this guy, what do you think they'll do to a nobody like you?

More ACORN notes a Houston Chronicle report on ACORN efforts in Harris County, Texas:
About half of the 14,000 ACORN applications that were rejected in Harris County were missing required information such as the potential voter's address, date of birth and Texas driver's license number, said Paul Bettencourt, the county's voter registrar and tax assessor-collector. Another 3,800 applicants already were registered to vote.

Bettencourt said his staff checked the voting rolls and did not find any obviously phony registered voters. His bigger concern is the time his staff wastes processing duplicate applications. By comparison, only four duplicates were found among 4,000 applications submitted by the League of Women voters, and five have been found in 3,300 applications submitted by the Harris County Democratic Party.

Meanwhile, the left-wing machine is churning out articles and columns to support ACORN and paint any dissent as racist and say that ACORN's repeated national problems are no big deal.

OpinionJournal retorts: “If other organizations can do registration without these problems, why can't ACORN?”

Friday, October 17, 2008

Red Sox/Rays games 6 and 7 by the numbers

With Boston heading to St. Petersburg to play Tampa on Saturday, let's take a look at where the Sox need to nix any Rays advantages in order to complete another miraculous comeback in the ALCS:

NOT-SO-CLUTCH HITTING: Boston has left 73 men on base to 53 by Tampa.

GETTING BEHIND EARLY AND OFTEN: The Rays have outscored Boston 7-2 in the first inning, 11-2 in the third.

HOW DO YOU SPELL RELIEF?: Manny Delcarmen has a 31.50 ERA in the series, giving up 7 runs in three innings. Don't give him the ball in a close game. Okajima, Papelbon and Lopez have 0.00 ERAs (though they've all give up runs inherited by other pitchers), and Masterson has a 1.93 ERA. If Timlin enters, we'd better be up 10 or down 10, or Francona had better be wearing Kevlar when he goes to the mound.

GIVE ME A HIT, ANY HIT: Jacoby Ellsbury and Jason Varitek are hitless in 26 combined at-bats thus far. Big Papi only has two hits in 19 at-bats, with the biggest coming last night on a three-run blast that gave Boston new life in the seventh.

DON'T PITCH TO THIS GUY: Rays centerfield B.J. Upton is on fire, with three homers, 10 RBIs and a .400 average, and seems to stick a dagger in the Sox every time he appears in an important situation.

HIT IT TO THE ROOKIE: Evan Longoria's a stud at the plate, but has three errors at third base. Make him flustered and the Sox can sneak in another run or two.

OUR STUDS ON THE BUMP: Beckett and Lester obviously had terrible starts in games two and three, but can they at least avoid the garbage runs allowed and keep it interesting? If Beckett struggles early, will Francona hesitate to let Byrd try a few innings?

EXPERIENCE VS. INEXPERIENCE: Boston's been here before, trailing 3 games to 2 in the ALCS, and prevailed. Twice. Tampa is frisky, but hopefully they can be scared into the "Bad News Bears" if the Sox can jump ahead early. Even the dang Yanks seemed to give up in game seven of the 2004 ALCS when Damon belted that grand slam.

HEARTBURN VS. HEADACHE: Will I survive any more dramatics? Hard to say, since I have to work Saturday and Sunday nights, so I'll be keeping track out as best I can with hopefully the least negative effect on my newscasts. 

ALCS Game 5: Red Sox 8, Rays 7

Holy frakamole! That was remarkable. The Sox live to play another game, and hopefully Beckett and Lester will pull it together in Tampa for another historical comeback.
I admit it, I had given up. When Boston went down 7-0 in the top of the seventh inning I started to get ready for bed, telling Dad that I was no longer optimistic and the Sox didn't have any fight left in them.
Then, lo and behold, trailing by seven runs with seven outs left in their season, the Red Sox pulled off the biggest postseason rally since 1929.*
The Sox scored, and scored some more, and the crowd started to get excited, then the Sox scored again, and I began to get more excited, and then they tied the game and now I'm feeling guilty for being a quitter, and then the Sox win in the bottom of the ninth and the crowd's going bonkers and I'm high-fiving a now-awake but barely aware Val in bed next to me, and now after managing 3 1/2 hours of sleep I'm back at work.
About 10 o'clock I was sure it wouldn't be necessary, but stay tuned for Game 6, Saturday at 7 on TBS!
(*The seven-run deficit was the largest overcome in a postseason game since Game 4 of 1929 World Series, according to the Elias Sports Bureau. In that one, the Philadelphia Athletics trailed by eight before a 10-run seventh inning powered them past the Chicago Cubs 10-8.)

Thursday, October 16, 2008

The nuts don't fall far from the tree

When Democrats start wondering on November 5 - even if he wins - why Barack Obama didn't get as many votes as it seemed he should based on registration numbers, it's because many of these "voters" don't even exist.

Every time you see a story this election season about ACORN (Association of Community Organizations for Reform Now), they're politically correctly described as "an organization that tries to get low-income people registered to vote." What's unspoken? That it's a group in the tank for liberals, Democrats and especially Barack Obama, who, by the way, used to do work on behalf of the group, including as a lawyer.

It also has a history of conspiracy and illegal voting fraud. In just the past couple of weeks we've heard about offices being raided in Nevada duet to a large number of "erroneous" registration information, including, nonexistent names, false addresses and duplicates of previously filed applications, and one of the forms used the starting lineup of the Dallas Cowboys.

In Indiana, CNN reports that ACORN applications in Lake County alone, 5,000 came in and after the first 2,100 were found to be fraudulent they gave up.

In the largest county in Ohio, election officials are investigating fraud including 73 registrations obtained from one man by ACORN in return for cigarettes or cash.

A former investigator writes in a column how "in the 2004 Ohio presidential election, election officials reported that ACORN made a repeated practice of submitting large stacks of voter registration documents at the last minute, filled out months prior but held so late that any verification was impossible."

In April, eight ACORN workers in St. Louis city and county pleaded guilty to federal election fraud for submitting false registration cards for the 2006 election, and now over in Kansas City officials are sifting through hundreds of questionable or duplicate voter-registration forms.

Clerks in Michigan report receiving thousands of registration forms from ACORN that appear to be fraudulent.

In almost every case, ACORN tells local news that it's all a misunderstanding because of "overzealous youthful signature collectors, many of whom are being paid based on how many voters they sign up." When it keeps happening in state after state that are up for grabs politically, you start to wonder how much of this is organized on a national level to get their guy in the White House.

This is just a fraction of the voter fraud in near unheard of levels this election. Logically, who do you think would be illegally registering 30,000 felons to vote in Florida?

Oh, and by the way, this is a group that gets federal money. In case you weren't pissed off enough.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

ALCs Game 4: Rays 145, Red Sox 4

Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor?! No!!!!!!!
If you didn't make it to the end last night, believe it or not, the above score is only slightly exaggerated. Slightly.
So we're down 3-1. We've got Tampa right where we want them!
The dang Yanks thought they had us 3-0 in 2004. Bzzt! Four straight wins and a World Series sweep for the Sox.
The Indians had us down 3-1 last year. Bzzt! Three wins in a row plus a World Series sweep.
No problem.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

One more time for good measure

The Nobel committee gave last year's peace prize to Algore and 2002 to Jimmy Carter just as a criticism of President Bush. So why do you think they gave this year's prize in economics to far-left liberal New York Times columnist Paul Krugman, one of the leading Bush bashers in the media, three weeks before the presidential election?

Do you at least think that these guys know their prize is tainted because they only won since the Nobel people hate Bush as much as they do? I don't think so, either.

Donald Luskin of National Review Online writes of Krugman's award thusly:
Krugman is entitled to such opinions, whether as a public intellectual or an economist. But there have been serious questions about his journalistic integrity — suggestions that the living Krugman has debased and corrupted the very science the dead Krugman did so much to advance.

In 1999 Paul Krugman was paid $50,000 by Enron as a consultant on its “advisory board,” and that same year he wrote a glowing article about Enron for Fortune magazine. But he would change his tune. After Enron collapsed in 2001, Krugman wrote several columns excoriating the company. (One featured what may be the most absurd howler in the history of op-ed journalism: “I predict that in the years ahead Enron, not Sept. 11, will come to be seen as the greater turning point in U.S. society.”) In most of these columns Krugman worked hard to link Enron to the Bush administration, and in one he actually blamed Enron’s consultants for the company’s collapse — while neglecting to mention that he, too, had been an Enron consultant.

Daniel Okrent, while ombudsman for the New York Times, wrote that “Paul Krugman has the disturbing habit of shaping, slicing and selectively citing numbers.” Indeed. But Krugman’s distortions were so rampant, and his unwillingness to correct them so intransigent, that Okrent — no doubt pressured into service by my Krugman Truth Squad column for NRO — did something about it. Okrent forced the Times op-ed page to adopt for the first time a corrections policy for op-ed columnists. That was in 2004. Later, when Krugman flouted that policy, the Krugman Truth Squad went to work on Okrent’s successor, Byron Calame, who pressed for the adoption of a new, more stringent policy in 2005. ...

Monday, October 13, 2008

October 13 on TV

HEROES - Okay, so finally we're a little closer to understanding who's a Hero and who's a Villain, albeit unwittingly in a few cases, in this private Petrelli war. I'm still uneasy about making Peter an uncontrollable freak, and yet I'm enjoying Sylar/Gabriel being Noah's partner and kind of rooting for him to succeed, even if he is a serial killing monster. Go figure.

DANCING WITH THE STARS - I couldn't hear Carrie Ann over the volume of her disco-ball dress, but how did she justify giving Cloris an 8? It looked like Corky was propping her up and moving her around physically like Weekend at Bernie's, for goodness' sake.

Actually, the most entertaining parts of the night were Toni's cameo on "All My Children," and my wife calling Samantha "Melissa," then not remembering her name, which just shows how much she doesn't care for Tom's co-host.

The next three who need to go are Rocco, Cloris and Susan, clearly, in any order. That leaves a pretty decent top six of Brooke, Maurice, Warren, Cody, Lance and Toni. Any of them would be a decent top three, and although the judges are ready to crown Brooke champion already, watch out for Warren, which isn't tough to do since he's roughly the size of a Transformer.

Next week the contestants learn four new dances, and you can be sure that at least twice during the show Val and I will look over at one another and say in unison, "I cannot believe they're doing this Hustle crap on a ballroom show."

ALCS Game 3: Rays 9, Red Sox 1

Well. That was unfortunate, to be kind. I'm not going to panic, though, because the Sox have a history of coming back when all seems bleak. After all, they lost game 3 of the 2004 ALCS 19-8 to the dang Yanks before winning four in a row. Think good thoughts!

They don't do brouhahas like this anymore

The Memphis Commercial Appeal has a section every day called Mid-South Memories where they go back 25, 50, 75, 100 and 125 years ago that day. Sometimes the brief articles really demand more, like this bit from Oct. 13, 1883:
A real row was being aired in Criminal Court yesterday. Last July 4 at Cuba, Tenn., fights sprung up like weeds in the celebration of Independence Day, the combatants being piled on the ground three and four deep in some places. An old woman who wielded an ax with such telling effect during the melee was in court but the testimony of the 10 witnesses who were called yesterday was so evasive and differed so much from each other's that the case was thrown out of court.
Don't you just picture something from a movie, a John Wayne-style brawl a la McLintock! or Hondo, when you read that?

We Love Autumn!

Our Fall decorations are up, the weather is cooling down, the MLB playoffs are reaching a crescendo, football season is getting interesting, and Team Valfrey is just a week away from getting the heck out of here and going to Florida for our second anniversary! Good times.

The Angry Right?

Comedic conservative blogger Jim Treacher thought he was being funny when he posted this satire on the media and McCain a week ago:
Media Bubble, Oct. 8 -- John McCain's bid for the Oval Office suffered another stunning blow yesterday when the Arizona senator referred to Barack Obama, the 44th President of the United States, as "my opponent." The campaign-shattering remark came during a vicious, Hitlerian speech before an audience of drooling right-wing drones in one of those states in the middle, possibly rectangular.

"I believe that we should do things one way," McSame sneered, his shrunken, twisted body and hideous visage producing overwhelming revulsion in all sane people who beheld him. "But my opponent feels we should do things a different way." ...
But as conservative columnist Michelle Malkin notes, this is now the narrative of the campaign coming from the media:
Paul Krugman is trembling: “Something very ugly is taking shape on the political scene: as McCain’s chances fade, the crowds at his rallies are, by all accounts, increasingly gripped by insane rage…What happens when Obama is elected? It will be even worse than it was in the Clinton years. For sure there will be crazy accusations, and I wouldn’t be surprised to see some violence.”

Frank Rich decries “Weimar-like rage” and the “violent escalation of rhetoric.” ...
Leave it to Instapundit to bring it all home:
So we've had nearly 8 years of lefty assassination fantasies about George W. Bush, and Bill Ayers' bombing campaign is explained away as a consequence of him having just felt so strongly about social justice, but a few people yell things at McCain rallies and suddenly it's a sign that anger is out of control in American politics? It's nice of McCain to try to tamp that down ... but, please, can we also note the staggering level of hypocrisy here? (And that's before we get to the Obama campaign's thuggish tactics aimed at silencing critics.)

The Angry Left has gotten away with all sorts of beyond-the-pale behavior throughout the Bush Administration. The double standards involved -- particularly on the part of the press -- are what are feeding this anger. ... So while asking for McCain supporters to chill a bit, can we also ask the press to start doing its job rather than openly shilling for a Democratic victory? ...
Meanwhile, don't expect this kind of thing to get much attention in the press:
Vandals spray-painted the words “Republican means slavery” on the door of the York County GOP campaign headquarters overnight Friday.

Party volunteers called police after discovering the message when they arrived at the office on Rock Hill’s Oakland Avenue. The vandals also stole about 45 candidate signs from the front yard and spray-painted over a banner that carried a picture of Republican presidential nominee John McCain. Their messages included lettering and symbols sometimes used by gangs. ...

A-Rod would be mad, but he swung and missed at a comment

Evil Empire update: Hanky Steinbrenner thinks that if you're not the owner of the dang Yanks, you're a "piss-ant employee."

Peon, pawn and peasant employees reportedly were offended not to be mentioned.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

That "wrrrrr" sound is the sound of my wallet getting sucked clean

The air-conditioning in my car can't decide if it wants to work or not. A couple of weeks ago Val and I were out and about, and realized that the AC wasn't on. A few minutes later, it came back on. A week later, same thing. And then earlier this week it went off and stayed off for two days. And then today, magically, it came back on in the McAlister's Deli parking lot. We're hoping it's something simple like a short in the wiring, but based on the noises I hear coming from behind the dashboard, I'm guessing the Pontiac dealer's going to tell deliver bad news. Like, "time to sell a kidney on the black market" kind of bad news. This wouldn't matter, except that the past two weeks we've been in Indian Summer and the highs have been in the 80s, so rolling down the windows makes it windy, but not necessarily cooler.
Between this, spending several hundred dollars on Val's car a few weeks ago and the impending costs of replacing our heater, I'm going to have a constant headache from beating my head against the wall.
You know who deserves bad news? The a**wipe at Wal-Mart last week who parked their shopping cart next to my driver's side door. Seriously, who does that? Who unloads their groceries, looks down the aisle and thinks, "Oh crud, the cart bin is a full twenty feet away, I'll just leave it right here next to this schmuck's car." So who ends up taking both his cart and the a**wipe's cart to the bin? Me, of course. I should be able to request the security video from Wal-Mart, track the a**wipe down and park five carts in his/her driveway, all full of dog crap. I'm not saying I'm vengeful, I'm just saying that some people don't deserve a Happy Meal, if you know what I mean.
Check out this bit from the Associated Press's review of the new Crowe-DiCaprio-Ridley Scott movie "Body of Lies": "'Rendition.' 'Redacted.' 'The Kingdom.' 'In the Valley of Elah.' 'Lions for Lambs.' They're all movies about the war on terror that nobody has wanted to see, either because the topic is too daunting or too much of a downer, or it's simply too soon after 9/11."
What is not mentioned: They're all left-wing anti-American movies, and the only ones who want to see those movies are the same people who think wearing an American flag pin on your lapel is cheesy, jingoistic and an example of "why they hate us."  
How about some TV chatter? Val and I DVR'd "Kath & Kim," and we watched it this morning, after five minutes Val says, "OK, I'm done." I just said, "Thank you!" and gladly turned it off. Just a horrible show. Why would you want to watch a show full of morons who aren't even likable?
We only this week caught up with "The Amazing Race," and can't believe how awful this Terence guy is. He wouldn't even let his girlfriend Sarah talk to other teams because it infringed on his cuddle time. He's not even a beta-male. Is there a such thing as an "omicron-male?" Last week we found out that Nick of the brother-sister Nick-Starr team is a prick. That was disappointing. I demand that Phil stop referring to Andrew and Dan from Phoenix as "Frat boys" when they should clearly be named "Team Superbad" or at least "Team Lambda Lambda Lambda" because they're the nerdiest frat boys I've ever seen.
Vicky and Brady, the Brown Team from this season's Biggest Loser, proves that not all fat people are cuddly teddy bears. She smirks when others fail, he threatens to punch another guy, and I will be thankful when they go home and feel a little bad when I hope they're still fat at the end.
Survivor thinks it's being twisty by mixing up the teams this early, but all it does is tick us off. Every time this happens, the most able contestants end up getting screwed over and the weakling complainers win out, and that stinks. Unknown: Why I still give a frak.
On Heroes, I'm getting tired of the time traveling. It's too easy, and used too often. Let's focus on the present day, shall we? Skipping ahead five years is what you do if you're a washed-up chick comedy drama that has run out of things to go overboard about. I did like seeing Sylar/Gabriel in the future, not using his powers, living in Noah and Claire's house with their dog and a kid named Noah, and going nuclear and blowing up the town was kinda neat. But I don't like Peter being used as a pawn and looking like a bad guy, and I'm not going to care much about Nathan and Tracy/Jessica/Niki/whatever clone she is.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Notes before tonight's Game 2

Good: In the previous 38 ALCS matchups, the winner of the first game has won the series 23 times (62 percent).
Bad: In five of the last eight ALCS, however, the Game 1 loser bounced back to win the series.
Good: Boston hasn't lost on the road in the postseason since losing at Cleveland in game four of last year's ALCS.

Kevin Youkilis was 0-for-17 against Rays pitcher James Shields going into last night, and had the first two hits against him.

Jonathan Papelbon extended his career postseason scoreless streak to a major league-record 20 2/3 innings over 13 appearances. Joe Niekro held the old mark of 20 scoreless innings.

UPDATE 12:40 a.m. - Once again, Francona's lack of any feasible strategy blows a Red Sox win. Leaving Beckett in after Boston took a 6-5 lead to start the fifth inning after getting blasted for four innings, everyone knew the Rays would come back. And then by not letting Papelbon start the 11th inning to get an out or two, it was like Francona was waving a white flag by starting Mike Timlin in the 11th. Ridiculous move. I fully expected what happened, a Rays score and a Rays win, at that point. And now it's back to Fenway where hopefully the players can overcome shoddy managing to win three in a row and prevent a return to the Fruity Dome.

ALCS Game 1: Red Sox 2, Rays 0

Advantage, Boston!

I admit, in the first inning as Dice-K walked the bases loaded, I had visions of deporting him back to Japan, but after he no-hit Tampa through six innings and earned the win, yeah, I just need to sit back and trust that he knows what he's doing when he gets himself out of these jams. 18 wins and sub-3.00 ERA has earned some trust. I'd like to say the same about Terry Francona, but seriously, he was the only one who thought it was a good idea to bring Dice-K back out for the eighth inning, and almost cost us the game.

With a win at the Fruity Dome, the Red Sox send postseason legend Josh Beckett out to give us a chance at ending this series early.

(Not getting my hopes up, I'm not getting my hopes up, I'm not getting my hopes up ....)

Friday, October 10, 2008

What I'm watching for in the ALCS

Tonight! Game one, the American League Championship Series! The World Series Champion Boston Red Sox! The worst-to-first Tampa Bay Devil, er, Rays!
Here's what Thanks For Noticing Me is watching for, other than a third title in five years ...
BAD BLOOD - The teams flat out don't get along, with most pointing to 2000 when Pedro Martinez beaned Gerald Williams for being a doodyhead, and then pitched a no-hitter into the ninth inning. After a few more on-field scuffles, in June the teams ended up in another scrap when Coco Crisp was a dolt and charged the mound after being hit with what was actually an understandable plunking in retaliation for a dirty play the night before.
HEART ATTACK WAITING TO HAPPEN - Dice-K will start for the Red Sox in game one, assuring Boston fans everywhere will be choking on their buffalo wings as he nibbles on the corners, walks three batters an inning, gets away with no runs anyway for five innings, then gives up four runs in the sixth when Tampa figures him out.
DON'T LIKE THE JUICE DOME - The Sox may need to sacrifice a chicken in the opposing dugout. The Rays won the season series, going 8-1 at Tropicana Field. Boston won seven of their nine meetings at Fenway, but Tampa has home-field advantage so the Sox had better figure out a way to win on the turf.
HOW DO YOU SPELL RELIEF - I see that Red Sox manager Terry Francona added 99-year-old Mike Timlin to the bullpen for the ALCS. This will only make sense if he plans on either being ahead seven runs in the ninth or behind seven runs in the ninth in a few games, because there is no other situation that I will allow him to enter a game.
THE NEW GUY - Once the announcers get tired of talking about Manny Ramirez, they will focus on Jason Bay and how well he's played since joining Boston in the trade, and then they will compare them, over and over and over again. Bay had better get used to always being in the same sentence as Ramirez for the rest of his baseball career.
THOSE YOUNG ARMS - The young Rays pitchers are like kryptonite to the big Boston bats. Andy Sonnanstine did not allow an earned run in 13 innings against Boston this year. Even though we beat up Scott Kazmir this year, I still get hives on the back of my neck when the ball is in his glove.
NOT THAT WE CAN'T HANDLE OURSELVES - On the other hand, Boston pitchers did pretty well against Tampa as well. Game two starter and now-team ace Jon Lester was 3-0 with a 0.90 ERA in 3 starts against the Rays and struck out 19 in 20 innings. Game two starter Josh Beckett went 2-1 with a 2.06 ERA in 5 starts and fanned 37 in 35 innings. Dice-K had a 3.00 ERA in 3 starts. Reliever Hideki Okajima (6 2-3 innings) and Javier Lopez (8 2-3 innings) did not allow an earned run in 15 combined appearances.
WHO ARE THESE GUYS - Tampa's starting lineup features names that even most casual baseball fans would say "Who?" For your information, Akinori Iwamura, B.J. Upton, Dioner Navarro, Gabe Gross and Jason Bartlett are not the guys bagging groceries at your Kroger.
BIG PAPI'S WRIST - Since coming back from the DL, David Ortiz has looked tentative at the plate and isn't exactly feared in the clutch. (I'm only saying this so that Tampa's pitchers will throw balls down the middle of the plate.)
MY BLOOD PRESSURE - I may have to use the CPAP during games to keep me from hyperventilating. And keep the Tums handy, although that's more for the pizza, wings, nachos and other naughty foods eaten during games.
Here's the schedule so you know when to check local hospitals for my progress:
(All times Central)
Game 1, Friday, at Tampa Bay (7:37 p.m.); Game 2, Saturday, at Tampa Bay (7:07 p.m.); Game 3, Monday, Oct. 13, at Boston (3:37 p.m.); Game 4, Tuesday, Oct. 14, at Boston (7:07 p.m.); x-Game 5, Thursday, Oct. 16, at Boston (7:07 p.m.); x-Game 6, Saturday, Oct. 18, at Tampa Bay (3:37 p.m. or 7:07 p.m.); x-Game 7, Sunday, Oct. 19, at Tampa Bay (7:07 p.m.). (All games on TBS). x-if necessary.

Thursday, October 09, 2008

I feel the need. The need, for speed.

Feel free to come up with your own caption for me and my CPAP.

I got my CPAP yesterday, so this is what I'll be looking like until I get drop the "fatso" label. Of course, even then I'm not assured to be cured of sleep apnea, but I'm hopeful.

I went with the jet pilot look, covering my mouth and nose, because I'm a mouth-breather and if I try to breathe through my nose, with my lifetime of asthma I start to panic that I can't take a deep breath. The only weird thing is trying to breathe out at the same time the machine is forcing air into your mouth, so for the first few minutes it feels like you're fighting the darn thing.

Looking at the results of my second sleep study where I used a CPAP, it was a lot better than the first test. For example:

In test two, I didn't have any "apneas or periods of complete obstruction in respiratory airflow" and only 10 hypopneas for a rate of 1.7 per hour, whereas in the first test there were 345, or 42.66 per hour.

With the CPAP, my average heart rate was 82.0 BPM during wake, 68.9 during non-REM sleep and 70.0 during REM sleep. In the first test, the average heart rate was 98.9 BPM during wake, 70.1 BPM during non-REM sleep, and 79.2 BPM during REM sleep.

In the first test I had 23 total minutes of REM sleep, and 88.5 with the CPAP in test two.

And this is just the technical mumbo jumbo, it doesn't measure, "Anger/Annoyance rate of spouse at having to sleep with a terrible snorer" or "Number of jabs to ribs by spouse trying to shut the spouse the heck up."

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

"Rat Fart!"

7 Ridiculous Ways to Die While Golfing. This is the preferred way to go:
1994 - Emil Kijek, 79, of North Atteboro, MA hit his first ever hole-in-one while golfing at the Sun Valley Golf Course in Rehoboth, MA. After doing so he approached the ball, said “Oh no”, and collapsed.

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

It doesn't end with Ayers

So the Left and the media (but I repeat myself) are offended that Sarah Palin called out the Obamessiah for his multiple associations with unrepentant domestic terrorist William Ayers. After all, haven't hundreds of thousands of Americans plotted to bomb soldiers before?

And we all know about Obama sticking with a pastor for 20 years who claimed from the pulpit that the U.S. created AIDS to kill blacks, so the media will just claim that "it's behind us and Obama spoke on the issue so eloquently."

So how about Obama's 17-year relationship with political fund-raiser Tony Rezko, who in June was found guilty of mail fraud, wire fraud, money laundering and bribery. One of the counts against Rezko detailed how he funneled the proceeds of an illegal kickback scheme into Obama’s 2004 Senate campaign. The New York Times reported that Obama attended a business meeting on behalf of Rezko to impress potential investors for his business schemes. Has this happened a lot?

And, oh yeah, in the summer of 2005, Rezko helped him buy a home by purchasing an adjoining lot they could not afford, then selling them a strip of the land on which they wanted to build a fence, for which the Obamas significantly overpaid.

Obama has returned $157,835 in campaign funds that Rezko and his associates donated in his career, using the same "he's not the man I once knew" line that he used with Jeremiah Wright.

That's shady, and I don't mean the land.

I get Misty when she's gone

Misty broke her ankle on Friday during rehearsals, so she's out and likely tonight won't have an elimination, but we'll look at the dancers anyway:
SUSAN AND TONY - The judges keep saying how strong and confident she is, but I think they're confusing shy and quiet Susan with her "All My Children" persona of Erica Kane. Her jive could only be so fast and Tony can try to sell it so much.
LANCE AND LACEY - They try to be more traditional for Len's sake, but he ends up being slouched over and it's not great.
MAURICE AND CHERYL - Lively, the judges loved it, I wanted more hopping and kicking.
ROCCO AND KARINA - It wasn't fluid and their waltz had some obvious missteps, but it was fun.
WARREN AND KYM - Warren might actually be the frontrunner right now. On camera he comes across as a big teddy bear o' joy, even if he has a bad reputation behind the scenes and from his football days. He certainly moves very well.
CODY AND JULIANNE - The jive was young and bubbly, but the judges were right, it started out energetic and electric, but faded by the middle.
TONI AND ALEC - A rocking waltz that was as awkward as "Marie Antoinette," old-school meets modern style that didn't work for us.
CLORIS AND CORKY - Wow, that was something else. The antics dominate any actual dancing, but does anyone care? God bless her, she's a hoot.
BROOKE AND DEREK - Yikes, what's with the drama during rehearsals with him telling her she has a "lazy mind?" Open mouth, insert foot, indeed! Especially since she's the best dancer this season, and their waltz was good enough to earn the first 10 of the season.

Wicked Awesome

Oh, the dramatics of watching a Red Sox postseason game! The highs (two run lead), the lows (blowing said two run lead), and the jumping up and down (winning run in the bottom of the ninth), which is what I was doing while missing high fives with my wife when Jed Lowrie drove in Jason Bay from second with a single to beat the Angels and clinch an ALCS bid.
And once again, it was worth it to stay up and celebrate and get three hours of sleep before work this morning, and I'm sure Dad will be tired after he stayed up down in Brazil (two hours ahead) to find out the outcome as well. Priorities, after all!
Boston! Tampa! ALCS game one Friday on TBS!

Monday, October 06, 2008

Jeff's ALDS game 3 running diary and stuff

6:25 - Welcome to game three of the American League playoffs between the Boston Red Sox (cue cheers) and the Anaheim Angels (cue boos). Can the Sox end the series tonight and take a few days off before the ALCS starts on Friday? Will the game take five hours? (Okay, I already know that last one.)
6:30 - The White Sox and Rays are still playing on TBS, so sorry to those watching "Titanic" on TNT and hoping to see the last half-hour. To sum up: Rose won't move her fat butt over so Jack can sit on the door with her and, you know, survive, future Rose throws away the most expensive jewel in the world out of nostalgia and sacrifices ten generations from the money it would have generated. But hey, she gets to die and see Jack again, not the guy she eventually marries and raises kids with, so it's all worth it to her, right?
6:35 - Josh Beckett was pushed back to today and game three because of worries about his arm, so let's see how he ... oops, Chone Figgins rips a double on the first pitch.
6:40 - Yikes, Varitek has been back and forth to the mound so much that the ground has permanent imprints of his cleats.
6:45 - Bases loaded after Josh lollygags to first and Pedroia has no one to throw to for the third out. I'm not saying that Josh has been shaky this first inning, I'm just saying that people with Tourette's have been calling in to ask if Josh is okay.
6:49 - Beckett walks in a run. Fenway is very quiet right now. Meanwhile, the White Sox just won, so they survive to tomorrow night, and we're back on TBS. And a ground out ends the inning, Boston down 1-0.
6:51 - Immediately we get the first FrankTV promo, and already I want to strangle him with his W. wig.
7:12 - Beckett is struggling again in the second, giving up his third walk with Figgins again on second base. He's not going to last long. Hope someone's ready for long relief tonight if we're going to win. But he gets out of it again, still 1-0 Angels.
7:16 - MLB has an ad with the slogan "There's only one October." Because apparently there are two Aprils?
7:30 - Sox have the bases loaded with two outs in the second, and a bloop turns into three runs! Hunter and Kendrick watched each other, got confused by the different colors of the grass in the outfield or something and the ball lands in between. 3-1 Boston. Good times. I'm not saying that after 11 straight wins in the postseason over Anaheim that the Sox are in the Angels' terrified heads, I'm just saying that I heard Vlad Guerrero named his new triplets Dustin, Justin and Papi.
7:46 - Finally Beckett's shakiness comes back to haunt him. Angels hit a two-run shot over the Monster, game tied 3-3. This could take a while.
8:00 - Checking the Commercial Appeal's local section ... Here's a shocker, a CK's coffee shop failed inspection with a 61. Never saw that coming. ... I thought school menus were supposed to be healthy nowadays? Shelby County schools are serving up corn dogs, chicken tenders, tacos, popcorn chicken and pizza this week. Memphis is just as fatty, with the lunch ladies plopping down chicken rings (?!?), corn dog nuggets, beef steak, pizza and tacos. As gross as it sounds, now I'm kind of jonesing for a greasy rectangular school pizza right now!
8:15 - I'm not sure if it's because we're at home, the crowd is silent and Beckett is struggling, and yet this game isn't as tense as the first two. Strange.
8:22 - This is a crazy world when I check the AP college football Top 25 and Vanderbilt is ranked No. 13. What's next, dogs and cats living together? Total anarchy!
8:27 - Mike frakin' Napoli, the Angels' catcher, just hit his second homer of the night over the Monster. Boston trails, 4-3 in the fifth. Mike Napoli? Who? Isn't he the State Farm agent down the street?
8:31 - Dad just landed in Brazil (for work, not pleasure) and asked the score. Sorry to deliver the negative news. Still, if Beckett has pitched this badly and we're only down a run, that's not a terrible thing.
8:45 - Among the winner of the "Ig Nobels," the annual award given to oddball scientific achievements, include studies that conclude that Coca-Cola is an effective spermicide, and another that says the soft drink is not an effective contraceptive. Okay, guess we'll cross that off the list, just in case. Other winners include: A study that found more expensive fake medicines work better than cheaper fake medicines; potato chips that sound crunchier taste better; women are more attractive to men when the women are at peak fertility; and pesky armadillos can affect archaeological dig sites.  (On the web:
8:50 - Youuuuukkk!!!!!!! Double off the wall, tied at 4!
9:45 - Not much happening. Jacoby just overslid second base and got tagged out. Bummer.
10:00 - 3 1/2 hours later, still tied at 4 in the eighth.
10:10 - Val thinks we're going to Florida at the end of the month for our anniversary. I'm really going to get away from the election coverage at work for a week. I'm tired of the coverage, and even more tired of listening to my co-workers slam Palin and treat the Obamessiah like it's illegal to criticize him.
10:20 - And we're headed to extra innings.
10:40 - We're going to need some heroics. Chances are this will go at least 12 innings since both Papelbon and K-Rod will pitch two innings.
10:55 - The Sox leave the bases loaded.
11:00 - Did I mention I have to be at work at 4 a.m.?
11:05 - I don't miss college for the classes, I miss the hijinks. I miss dorming with Steve and Patrick, coming home to find a construction light blinking in the bathroom and a picnic bench and shopping cart in the living room, and not even feeling concerned or surprised.
11:10 - Papelbon finishes the 11th, and has tied the record for scoreless postseason innings with 20.
11:15 - This looks to be a boring fall for big movies. With the new Harry Potter pushed back to next summer, it's the new Bond flick, "Quantum of Solace" and nothing else. Drek here, drek there, drek everywhere. This is the AP's description of "Repo! The Genetic Opera": " Organ-donor recipients who can't make their payments face repossession in this horror-musical that features Paris Hilton." Sounds like a winner. And on Christmas Day, why not check out a Tom Cruise movie about a German trying to assassinate Hitler? Deck the halls, indeed!
11:19 - Jacoby struck out on a pitch that TBS showed was a foot wide of the plate, but since he complained about the pitch before this was a classic "up yours" call by the umpire.
11:30 - Five hours later, the Sox ground out with a runner on second to send the game to the 12th inning. Too many missed opportunities to wrap this game up.
11:36 - Javier Lopez is so gracious. Our reliever has given both Aybar and Anderson their first hits of the series, and a run is pushed home for a 5-4 Anaheim lead.
11:47 - Red Sox lose. Tonight, game four at 6:30 central time, see if we can end this at home!