So as everyone knows, the National League once again got their behinds handed to them at the All-Star Game. I tried to find a picture of the NL players looking all depressed after losing but, well, I couldn’t, so I picked this picture of the AL celebrating to a) punish the NL players and b) celebrate the awesome that is Jason Bartlett. Because, really.
What else happened during the All-Star Break?
1: I went through Troy Tulowitzki withdrawal. It was horrid.
2: I actually did things with my family in the evening, like watching He’s Just Not That Into You. Which also happens to be the story of my life. Except the happy ending.
3: I tried to catch up on In Plain Sight and only made it through two and a half episodes.
4: I got so bored with the Home Run Derby that I simply quit watching. I don’t think I’ve ever done that with a baseball event. I did fall asleep during a Yankees-Red Sox game on ESPN, but I was so sleep-deprived. But honestly, the HR Derby was boring, especially after last year’s Josh Hamilton Show. That was long but it was fun. And last year and the year before I actually had people to cheer for–Hambone last year, Matty in 2007. It’s got to be cut down from three rounds to like, two. Or stopped entirely. I’ve heard stories of post-HR Derby slumps and ruined swings. Just open BP to the fans and they’ll pay for tickets to that too. The really positive thing about it is all the money State Farm donates, but they’d come up with another way.
5: A friend of mine started her own MLBlog, Life in Purple Pinstripes. And yes, I’ll keep plugging it until everyone is commenting.
And then the game happened, and if you follow me on Twitter, you know exactly how I felt… up until about the seventh inning, when Twitter decided I had updated too much and cut me off. That made me super angry. It finally let me back three hours later even though it said I’d tweeted too much in one hour, but, whatever. I had used up all my expletives for the day anyway, and it forced me to take a step back and cool down–but the profanity still stands. ******* National League.
I was so furious with Carl Crawford. I love him because he’s from Houston, and I love the Rays anyway, but nothing made me more angry that night when he stole Hawper’s homer. He dropped his hand over the bullpen fence and BROUGHT IT BACK. THAT WAS A HOMER. Hawper, ilu. You did what you were supposed to, sweetie. Anybody else playing left never would have brought that back. Don’t worry about it, darlin’. We of the Colorado persuasion still adore you.
I was also frustrated that Hunter Pence didn’t get a chance to play. It was his first ASG ever, and as Alyson could tell you, he was so ridiculously excited. Poor thing. I loved seeing him in the dugout, all wide-eyed. I wanted to give him a hug, despite his ridiculous rally-hawk which can be seen on my Flickr.
All in all, the All-Star break was gross. Four days without seeing my boys, the HR Derby was pathetic, and the ASG made me furious.
In other news…
This is my 100th entry. Kind of sad considering I’ve been around since last April. So to see how far I’ve come, I’ll post the self-survey I did in my first entry and then I’ll re-answer all the questions and see how I’ve changed.
Favorite seats in MMP: Section 405, row 3, seat 7
‘Stro: J.R. Towles. I got a picture with him at Spring Training.
WOW. And it used to be Luke Scott but… sniff. And I LOVE Jack
Cassel. He’s SO NICE!
Favorite MLB player: Troy Tulowitzki. Got a
picture with him on Saturday. DOUBLE WOW. Except he thinks I’m weird
because I was there for all three games… which is okay. Brad Hawpe
thinks I’m cool.
Other favorite teams: Rockies, Tigers, Broncos,
Texans, Cowboys, Chargers, Aggies (WHOOP!). No, I don’t care about
basketball or hockey.
Favorite show on ESPN: Baseball Tonight, obviously.
Favorite baseball stat (I’m a SABRhead): WHIP! I don’t know why.
I love getting autographs. Mostly I get Astros autographs, but this
past weekend I spent about six hours total getting Rockies autographs
(my other favorite team! NO, I’m not a bandwagon fan). I went to
Spring Training in 2008 and got more autographs than I got all last
season at MMP. I take my camera with me and snag pictures of the boys
of summer as they sign for fans, and if there aren’t many other people
I might get a picture with one of them. However, I’ve already got J.R.
and Tulo, so who else do I need? That’s right, no one. Except maybe
Name: Kylie, yeah, that hasn’t changed.
Favorite seats in MMP: Section 405, anywhere.
‘Stro: Hunter. JR isn’t really a ‘Stro anymore.
Favorite Rockie: had to add this, considering I’m not an Astros blogger anymore. Definitely Troyness.
Favorite MLB player: still Troy. Still love Luke Scott, and he’s doing really well. Also love Tim(meh) Lincecum and Clayton Kershaw 😀
Other favorite teams: I have a big fat ugly soft spot for everyone in the NL West. It’s awful. Love the Orioles, if only because of Cal Ripken Jr. and Luke Scott. Proud of the Rays.
Favorite show on ESPN: Baseball Tonight, despite their obvious disdain of the Astros and Rox and complete failure to mention 70% of Troy’s homers.
Favorite baseball stat: WHIP. Why did I have this question, anyway?
I still love getting autographs. Most of all, I love talking to the guys. I love having Tim Byrdak tell me that LASIK is amazing and I should get it, and don’t worry because there’s Valium involved and you won’t feel a thing. I hate that I can’t watch commercials on MLB.tv. I’m still moving to CO in August.
– Can’t wait to hang out with Kaybee, Hyun Young, and Jen on Saturday! We’ll have a ton of fun. I bought my tickets for section 122, but knowing Petco I’ll just sit behind the visitors’ dugout.
– I’m trying to toss together a little birthday party for myself the first weekend of September at a Rox game. My birthday’s actually August 30 but they’ll be in Frisco. Anybody who can come, please do. I’d love to see as many of y’all as possible.
– Move-in day is August 21, and my dad and I are planning to go to a game either that night or the night before. Anybody who’ll be there, let me know! I’d love to meet you (but not ditch my poor dad).
– I’ve been worried about Aaron Cook these last few starts, especially this one that I’m watching right now. I don’t like what I’m seeing and I’m going to leave this game to go watch my family play Monopoly, because I’m lame and ditched them to write this blog and watch the game. I suck.
photo courtesy of Reuters
I swear to GOD I have a blog entry about the Rox’ 2009 commercials in the works. I’ve also been doing a lot of flipping out about THE Bones spoiler. Ordinarily I don’t do spoilers, but a friend of mine thought I did and told me anyway. Growlllll.
I hadn’t been planning on going to this game so I bought a last-minute Outfield Deck ticket on astros.com. Instead of the $7 it would have been at the window, it was almost $18, but well worth it because the extra $11 meant I didn’t have to wait in the will-call line. Once again I took the train downtown, which is actually only $1 and six blocks’ walk (and parking is $5 at cheapest).
I dashed through the Crawford Boxes to look for balls lying around but there were none, so I headed over to right field because Brian Moehler, a righty, was pitching for the ‘Stros. I caught nothing but I got to watch as Jeff Karstens tried to toss a ball to a kid who dropped it seven or eight times before Jeff gave up and put it in his hand. Brandon Moss gave a ball to a little boy without even being asked–it was sweet.
Then I went over for autographs and tried to get close to the dugout because Mark “I-hit-a-homer-on-the-first-Major-League-pitch-I-ever-saw” Saccomanno was signing, but I couldn’t make it. The girl next to me kept yelling at a stretching Hunter to come sign something, but the guys who are stretching almost never sign. Somehow he actually came over and signed for a few minutes, and as he signed my hat I looked up at him and said, “I know you don’t remember but at spring training you signed a shirt for my niece, and it made her father really happy” and he laughed and said something to the tune of “I’m glad to hear it.” He’s a cutie, even if he is apparently dating a Playboy bunny.
The game itself was pretty much amazing. I sat in my favorite section, the section on the very edge of the third-base side upper deck. It’s awesome because the train is right below you, and if the roof is open you have an unrestricted view of downtown. I screamed for Miggy’s grand salami, and I went downstairs to the row behind the bullpen for the last few innings. It was fun and I actually lost my voice.
I know I was a huge Negative Nancy about the Astros this season, but seriously, guys, really? Could this actually happen?
In other news…
– the Rockies SUCK. I don’t understand. They were doing so well *bursts into tears*
– Hurricane Ike (or, more appropriately, Ick) is actually physically going to eat us. The Cubs games for this weekend have been postponed.
– I also went last night, so I’ll post that post right after I finish this one.
…because Jack Cassel was called up and Wandy has been activated!
Two of our better pitchers are ready, and Dave Borkowski was finally DFAd. Not that I don’t like him–he’s definitely one of the nicest people I’ve met in my life–but he stinks.
And OMG, Hunter Pence. Complete, total, utter beast. Five for five. WOWsers. There aren’t really enough words.
Shawn Chacon surprises me endlessly. I cannot believe what a bargain-bin beast he has turned out to be. I was not expecting him to be so consistent. I am constantly pleased with what I see from Chacon.
I am pleased with the lack of fighting in last night’s game. I got quite tired of seeing my team act like six-year-olds.
Where Is He Now?
Today I’m focusing on Luis González, who currently plays for the Marlins. I remember his smiling, Cuban-Brad-Ausmus-look-alike face from so many games while he was in Houston. He’s currently signed by the Marlins as a backup left fielder to Josh Willingham. I don’t really know what else to say about him because he hasn’t really done anything significant this year, I was just inspired to revisit him because here in Dodgertown, the people still remember him. Granted, his batting average this year is higher than it was in 2006 or 2007, and that’s good. We’ll keep an eye on him and see what happens.
That’s really all I have for now, other than the fact that some dork in my fantasy league dropped Blake DeWitt, so I snatched him up and am quite pleased with my team now.
…because I’m in Los Angeles for a week, visiting my family.
Fortunately, the Rox are coming out next week so I’ll get to go watch them play. Tulo, of course, will not play, but I bet he’ll take batting practice. In all likelihood, if he sees me, he will take out a restraining order. When he saw me at the last game of the Stros/Rox series, he kind of rolled his eyes. I don’t think he likes me.
OHMIGOD. CLAYTON KERSHAW. Allow me to take a brief girly break and note that HE IS GORGEOUS. And Texan. Ain’t nothin’ wrong with that. GOSH he is adorable.
Now that I’ve finished that…
How about Darin Erstad?! I mean, I knew about his secret life as a Gold Glover (cue superhero theme song) but HONESTLY, that was an amazing play. I saw it on Baseball Tonight and was absolutely astonished. Snaps for Darin!
I’m glad to see Hunter Pence continually proving that the sophomore curse is over! I am very pleased with his recent performance.
What is up with pitchers getting hit by batters lately? First Chris Young’s face gets mooshed and now José Valverde? What the heck?! Poor Chris Young! Just reading about what happened internally made my empty stomach turn. Have I mentioned that I am used to eating breakfast at what would be 3:30 AM here? I’m starving (it’s 9:19).
Ordinarily I would do a Where Is He Now? right here, but the Houston Chronicle absolutely snarfed my idea. So I’ll do an update–Luke Scott hit a two-run homer last night!! Stupid Joseph Duarte.
I have hot pancakes on the table right now so an update after I catch the Dodgers game. Did I mention–no MLB Extra Innings? So even more no-Stros until I get home and have cable.
…must come to an end–but that doesn’t mean they can’t start back up again.
It’s really distracting, listening to Josh Groban in Spanish and trying to write about baseball in English, but it’s so quiet in here!
How about those Astros, eh? It’s been a wild ride.
Hunter Pence=still a sexy beast. Cute story about his niece 🙂 WOW THAT RHYMED (sorta).
Where Is He Now?
Today, we will pay Chad Qualls a visit in arid Arizona, where the humidity is non-existant (sigh… I would appreciate that right about now). His ERA was 0.00 up until May 4, and currently it stands at 2.61, which is lower than it ever was with the Astros. He’s been doing quite well as a setup man for Brandon Lyon (who I put on my Anti-Fantasy team after he blew two saves at the beginning of the season–that was stupid). He’s been doing well, and fortunately so has the man that we got for him, José Valverde. It’s a good year for the D-backs… and although I am a Rox fan, I am pleased to see Not-So-Bad Chad doing well.
I was really pleased to read about that chat that Lance-a-Lot had with J.R. It’s nice to know that he’s returning the favor that he received not so long ago–and J.R. is one of my favorite players. It’s been hard to see him struggle, especially after he did so well last year.
To all my one reader: I apologize for going so long between entries! I just moved last week and Comcast doesn’t know that our address exists yet (oh, the woes of a new house), so I’m on my roof right now on someone’s unsecured network. I don’t know what I’m going to do when I decide to take advantage of that clearance sale on shop.mlb.com–buying things online on an unsecure network is NOT smart.
Anyhow, it’s time to run downstairs and find my charger.
…and what have you done with the 2007 Astros?
And most importantly–what do you want in return? Because surely you couldn’t just give a city in despair something as valuable as this 2008 team and not want anything back.
Brian Moehler. After sitting through 16 innings of tied game against the Mets last year, I resented this man for the two runs he gave up. We lost. But last night was a different story–I cannot believe how well he did. Snaps for Brian!
Lance Berkman. The man has put the slow-start-curse far, far, far behind him.
Miguel Tejada. I knew he was good… but I didn’t know he was quite this good.
Hunter Pence. Has hit. His stride. And his socks. Are sexy.
José Valverde. I think he is back for real.
Where Is He Now?
Today, we will visit Mike Lamb, ex-Astros third baseman/utility player/all-around beast, current Minnesota Twins third baseman.
Yeah, maybe his average is lower than it’s been any time soon, but I really wish we had signed him instead of Mark Loretta. I like his style. He’s like a skinny Lance Berkman.
And, because you knew it was coming… random baseball-related ramblings.
TULO GOT HURT. OH MY GOD. He tore a tendon and is out until August… whatever shall I do?
Brian Bannister has beautiful eyes.
I’m addicted to TWIB now.
I think that’s it for now. No, really.