Bored Much?
What a productive day! Somewhere among the thirty-seven times I refreshed my Google news search for the Toronto Blue Jays I learned a few things.
First, I found out that the Jays 2009 Spring Training Schedule consists of not one, but two trips to Port Charlotte. Wow. Then, I came across a short story about the Montreal Expos last home game that almost turned my soul into a bored black hole for adrenaline. Fortunately, I stopped reading after the first paragraph and focused my attention on gnawing off my left arm just to avoid slipping into some sort of strange suspended state of hibernation.
(Seriously, if anyone can actually read the entire story and write a criticism proving that they finished it, I'll be glad to ensure that they're properly recognized with a blog post and some sort of shitty swag or something.)
Then, just a couple minutes ago I discovered a dude named Steve Faguy who blogs from Montreal and has a problem with The Score giving advertising revenue to bloggers that he, Blogging King Of The Universe, has never even heard of. I mean if Guy Faguette from Montreal, with his fingers on the pulse of the blogosphere, hasn't heard of your blog, why even bother going on?
My favourite part of his sour grapes rant is that from his own personal blog he points out that "without the access and resources of big media, all you have is some guy talking out of his ass."
I wonder if in his hurry to shit on something he forgot about from what platform he was defecating. I'd also like to point out that ass-talking makes the journalistic world go round. If it's not the journalist himself (or herself, ladies) talking out of his ass, in the age of media relations, it's the journalist being fed a steady diet of quotes from someone else's ass.
Speaking of asses, how much longer are we going to have to wait to see some Rogers suits announce that Stan Kasten has been named Blue Jays President? A couple weeks ago, Kasten's name was more synonomous with the Jays job than his current position with the Washington Nationals.
After Bob McCown and his followers (everyone from Marty York to Bob Elliot - they're different people, right?) made Kasten the hot topic in town, there hasn't been so much as a whisper about his future employment. Kasten, for his part, seems to be rehearsing for the Blue Jays top spot, recently playing down the Nationals interest in Mark Texeria to the media.
I find it hard to believe that Kasten being hired would do much for the job security of J.P. Ricciardi. Kasten was saddled with fuck up extraordinaire Jim Bowden when he took the Nationals job, and an Elijah Duke acquisition and FBI investigation later, I'm sure he'd want to bring in his own guy. Could this be the reason Jeff Blair, no longer merely a lowly baseball reporter, is saying that Ricciardi hasn't even received a payroll figure for next season?


28 comments:
made a hearty attempt at that article...then decided to see how much long it went on...and on...and onnnnn. Article 1 Reader 0
You probably made it further than me.
I got to paragraph six. Am I the leader?
Guy Faguette! Yes!
paragraph 3 then the wondering overcame. IT"S LIKE MOUNT EVEREST
I've decided to heed Guy Faguette's advice and turn Ghostrunner on First into a full time Canadian bullfighting blog. I feel like it's underserved in the Canadian market.
Watch for my new weekly feature: a takedown of the Catalonian call-in show Wednesdays with Manolete
Jim and Pam are so cute together.
That was a fucking great story, true or not. I read the whole thing, made me cry a little.
Dustin and Stoeten are so cute together.
That WAS a fucking great story, true or not. I read the whole thing, made ME cry a little.
To get out of trouble for running onto the field at the end of the last Expos game (which sounded like total bullshit), guy claimed to be from Toronto, thus, somehow, pissing off the peppers enough to let him go (?). See?
I'm pretty sure this post covered everything I was going to write about before I sat down-- plus some bitching about Stan Kasten that I didn't really give a shit about. So... yeah... I think I'm done here.
I would've titled it Les Faguettes Dans Le Stade Olympique.
"Hostie, stupide Blue Jays fan. Go home!"
that thing was a fucking dirge, boys.
it also mentions Paul Martin's campaign, and Vote Liberal-also a dirge...
I got to paragraph number 12.
Fuck off Parkes, brought to you by McShitty's.
I read the whole thing. Do I get a Nickelback CD?
No.. you get one night out with Cabbie. On the street.
In the winter it is fun to hold you your crap in as long as possible and see how big it is when it comes out. The challenge is keeping it one piece.
i kept reading the Globe blog in hopes of the odd Blair nugget. I think I'll give up now. Macloed isn't offensive, just terribly vanilla. You just get the feeling reading his articles that he has almost zero access to inside information. Still its better than Griffin and Elliot and the lot, who likely don't even go to the ballpark.
forgive me for not knowing this but what HAS happened to Blair? Vacation or has griffin struck again?
Blair tied up in Grif's basement (or under his bridge being a drunk bum)?
Blair debuted today as the Globe's newest general sports columnist. No more grunt work. Good on him.
Griff definitely is at the park and working hard every day. He faces the people he writes about, which is more than a lot of columnists can say.
sounds like a company line regarding Griff...the amount of times I have heard that. Respect to the man for that to be fair.
I'm going fucking nuts... why is there no news yet? JP not signing/trading anyone really scares me. I need another scotch.
A quick test to see who *really* read the whole article:
How many beers did the two losers drink in total ?
that was a truly painful read, and i will not go back and count the amount of beers they drank....not for all the free swag in the world.
Holy fuck me, did you just pay Griffin a compliment, Stoeten?
toting the company line
Stoeten was being silly.
Stoeten, you're so silly.
Stoeten, when you're silly, you're pretty silly.
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