Showing posts with label Wrong Sox. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wrong Sox. Show all posts

Saturday, August 18, 2012

The Return of the Return of the Return of the R-O-D 2!

I'm out of practice... screw you!
The R-O-D is b-a-c-k and s-p-e-l-l-i-n-g every o-t-h-e-r word i-n this s-e-n-t-e-n-c-e! Aw yeah! Or should that be aw y-e-a-h? Forget it - let's talk about The Detroit Tigers!

The Tigers face off against the Baltimore Orioles this weekend and it is a battle of Wild Card Contenders. The Tigers took game one 5-3 thanks to 3 home runs (2 2 run home runs from Prince Fielder). I listened to the game on the radio and wondered just what the hell was going on. I missed every single home run that happened (4, I think) and then I came home and made this terrible thing.

However, this beats what I thought during the Yankees/Rangers games - when I wanted to beat the bullpen (and Teri-bal Sanchez) for their awful performances. (PS: MLivers, you can totally use Teri-bal!)

What is the point of this half asleep recap? There is no point. The Tigers won and maybe can stave off the soulless Oriole Bird's minions long enough to survive. That bird is scary!

Eyes are the Windows to the Soul Prison
Look at that thing! He is waiting, lusting for souls to devour. Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Fuck you, Oriole Bird! Go feed on misery and hopelessness in Cleveland (where it is a permanent resident).

PS: Chicago lost to Kansas City meaning the Tigers are back to being 1.5 games out of first place. Cram it Hawk!

Friday, June 3, 2011

Off Day Procrastination... er, Productivity: Tiger Nicknames Series Entry One: Ryan Raburn

Striking out on the road, at the plate and everywhere else!
My parents bought a Dodge (Plymouth) K car in the 1980s, when I was in elementary school. I thought the boxy car looked like crap but it had power locks and for a kid like me, those locks were amazing fun.

I later learned the K car series was actually a pile of garbage because they were unreliable and prone to screw up in major ways.

Watching Ryan Raburn brought back memories of the K car and thus, Raburn has been christened, by me, as Reliant K. Helping this nickname out is the fact Raburn strikes out almost as much as Austin Jackson!

Tomorrow the Tigers begin a series against the Chicago Wrong Sox; I hate those guys! Dey stink!