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Gregg Zaun's Blog By Gregg Zaun
I was really surprised to learn that Gregg Zaun really has a blog on sportsnet.ca. He's really committed to really writing it throughout the entire year. I'm really looking forward to really learning all about how the Jays really feel about really mundane things. Really.
Judging only by his first entry, Zaun seems to be eschewing all that made him a good game host during the playoffs these last few seasons (i.e. interesting commentary), and going more for the obvious drivel that spills out of Jamie Campbell's keyboard when he tries to "make words" with it.
Zaun likes the new clubhouse. Fascinating. Now, tell us how many pancakes you usually eat for breakfast.
They Blog In Baltimore Too
Earlier this season I had what I thought was a great idea when I decided that whenever the Jays played on the road, I'd feature a hip and funny blog from the opposing team. My first mistake was assuming that people in other cities were anywhere near as clever as those blogging about the Jays.
Seriously, on our links column to the right, there's a lot of great shit in comparison to what other teams are offering. Sure, the folks in Tampa Bay and St. Louis are doing alright for themselves, but almost everywhere else is a barren wasteland for weblog wit.
In fact, some of our blogging counterparts in Baltimore are even managing to make us look studious and accurate. Check out the headline of this article. Although I imagine there would be some huge sponsorship dollars from Sony if the Jays were to consider changing their name to The Toronto Blue Rays, I'm still having a hard enough time calling it Rogers Baseball on TSN.
Better Late Than Never
Two weeks ago, our friends at Home Run Derby (my personal favourite non-Jays baseball blog) posted something that will give the eight year old inside of you a boner. Er. That didn't come out right. Just enjoy this little piece of awesomeness, and if anyone is interested in making a Lego Rogers Centre, I am very much available.
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That column was removed sometime in the 70s, for exactly the reasons you cite.
Arrested Development reference!
You are 100% correct that Toronto is the only team with a large blog presence. How would you feel about expanding the DJF network, creating Drunk Reds Fans, Drunk Rays Fans, Gay Red Sox Fans, Drunk Rangers Fans, etc?
I'm too lazy to look it up, but I'm going to have to say that there is no way Toronto is the only team with a large blog presence.
I've checked it out on BallHype when I was still planning on showcasing an opposing blog, and there are lots of other team blogs out there, but they're largely uninteresting.
I hate the pieces of shit who just rewrite a game summary and post it like it's fascinating. Either make dick jokes or offer more insight. Even though statistical minutae isn't really my forte, I'd rather read that than most of the shit out there.
Don't try to steal the newspaper's schtick.
Stoeten, Blake, it would not at all surprise me if the Jays did have more blogs devoted to them than any other team. After all, Facebook has more members from the Toronto area than any other city, for example, and Canada has one of the highest rates per capita in the world of people with an internet connection. So that is totally a believable claim.
And the Raptors blog presence is also really really large. I think it's a Toronto thing, us being smarter than the rest of the population and all.
And I misworded...if that's a word. I meant by 'large blog presence' that Jays blogs kick the shit out of other team blogs. I'll concede that general baseball blogs are out there in droves and are pretty good.
I'm just being contentious because I'm a dick, FYI.
Ya, that's cool. I'm not taking offense or anything. I'm a dick too, I'm just not clever enough to spit back with anything.
Just in case you guys needed your ego stroked a bit, I thought I'd chime in.
I'm a lonely Jays fan living in Dayton Ohio. (Not a lot of Jays fans in the States, at least not in the midwest anyway.) I stumbled across your site a couple of weeks ago and I have since wasted countless hours at work checking for updates. I don't know if I'm just hard up for Jays banter, or if you guys are geniuses, but the site cracks me up daily. I've got a man crush....there I said it.
Next time I come up for a game I would be honored to buy you guys a beer at the Moose. To contribute to the drunkeness of the Drunk Jays Fans would be a nice addition to my legacy.
Keep up the funny shit.
-Chris
There are certainly a lot of Jays blogs, but many teams have many more.
Go to this page and use the drop down menu to filter by team. Phillies, Red Sox, Tigers, Yankees, Cubs all have a bigger presence than the Jays.
Hey Chris,
Take your sarcastic bullshit and fuck right off.
Actually, thanks. And next time you're up, give us an email.
That reminds me. Last summer, one of my former co-worker's husbands asked if he could tag along with us to a Jays game. I'd gained a bit of a reputation at work for baseball and drinking and so I wanted to keep the gossip going.
We met up after work on a Friday and started drinking right away. After dinner and a few pints, we each picked up a mickey and headed into the game to meet my other friends. By the third we were done our mickeys and began drinking tallboys. From the seventh inning on, is a total black out, but somehow after the game a bunch of us crashed a party in the penthouse of a condo on John Street, where we ate all their food and drank all their booze, before one of my buddies started getting all cuddly with a Polynesian chick on a couch. Around four in the morning, dude finally decided to head home, so he left. I eventually go home too.
And then on Saturday morning I get a call from my co-worker and she's all like "what have you done with my husband?" thinking that he had crashed at my place or whatever after the drinking binge.
I was like, I don't know. He left around four. Isn't he home yet?
Suddenly, she got all high pitched bat voice and nervous, asking me not to joke around. I sort of got concerned too, saying I had no idea where he was. So, she hangs up to see if he crashed at someone else's place, and out of concern, I pass back out in bed.
I get a call fifteen minutes later. She found her husband passed out on the back porch with dried blood on his head, that he couldn't explain. Eventually they pieced together that he had drunkenly crashed his bike and left it to stumble home. At some point he had lost his keys and so he slept on the back porch, not wanting to drunkenly disturb his wife.
He's no longer allowed to come to ballgames with us.
Aside: If you're looking for a good place to predrink before a game, and you're dressed somewhat respectably, go into one of those condos and tell security that you're there for your friends' barbacue on top of the building. Tell them a made up name, and say that her work is paying for the condo because she's on contract from Australia. They'll show you right up. Bring some meat from a nearby store too, and take advantage of the free barbacues.
Jesus, that story is amazing. Now I want to drink and catch a game with the DJF crew. It has been awhile since I've slept on the back porch of anyone's house.
- Brandon
I love Zauny's blog strictly for his hobo-like display picture that's posted on the page.
Parkes, you forgot the part about the stripper pole.
Oh yeah! After the PentHouse party we ended up in some chick's condo in the building and she had a stripper's pole in her living room. But instead of allowing the ladies a turn, my friend drops trou(sers) and starts swinging around on it like he was Demi Moore, before trying to tap the Poly.
Um.....wow. That would top my most crazy post-Jays game story on the crazy scale about 100 fold. I used to think that the Toronto area was all boy scouts and nuns because of the rediculous amount of friendly and generous people I had run into. (I still think the downtown is much better than comperable downtowns in the states, but anyway...) I was going cheap and Travelocity stuck me with a hotel northwest of town that looked like is was formerly a halfway house. I didn't think there were really any bad parts of town, so it didn't concern me. Like I said, I was going cheap so my girlfriend and I were going to walk back to the hotel after the game, stopping here and there on the way. We get about 5 or 6 blocks from this nightmare and it's about 3:30am. My girlfriend is officially starting to freak out, and I admittedly was starting to question myself when I would tell her that there's nothing to worry about in this town. So it was starting to look like the Thriller video was about to take place, and just then some crazy crack whore comes running out of the shadows, and I'm like "oh shit here we go." She is freaking out and tells us that we better get out of there because the cops are coming. I'm thinking that the cops don't sound too bad right now... Then some dude comes flying across the street and back into an alley and about 6 cruisers show up. Needless to say that I pay the extra money to stay downtown now. That story was pretty anti-climactic, but all the same harrowing for me. If you like you can pretend the crack whore was Polynesian and reinacted the Whitesnake Here I Go Again video on one of the cop cars.
"If you like you can pretend the crack whore was Polynesian and reinacted the Whitesnake Here I Go Again video on one of the cop cars."
Boner.
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