One of the really cool things about last night is the way everyone seems to have a cool story about where they were or what they were doing when it all went down.  It’s almost like the baseball equivalent of the JFK Assassination (does that make Robert Andino Lee Harvey Oswlad, Evan Longoria Jack Ruby,  [ Read More ]

By Brendan T. Gleason Mark you dream crushing, Lionel Ritchie hating, Decision to let Doogie Howser skip all those grades disagreeing, trying to keep kids from playing on your lawn by calling them “whippersnappers” and “hooligans,” “No Man.” Take a page out of the Jim Carrey movie and start saying yes to life. Donʼt be  [ Read More ]

By Brendan T. Gleason Mark you negative-image pushing, bad-role-model endorsing, punchline explaining bozo. There is a time for subtlety, and it can even come when paying tribute to a team of yesteryear. Now granted, there are worse things that happen in our day to day lives than seeing a cigar on a baseball uniform for  [ Read More ]

By Brendan Gleason Mark, you unfair, Lance Armstrong loving, Derek Jeter “homerun” grabbing, Tuck Rule agreeing cheater. Some instant replay isn’t good enough. There needs to be more. There needs to be most. Whatever it takes to get the call correct. AJ Pierzynski’s trot to first base after striking out against the Angels in the  [ Read More ]

[this is Brendan's counterpoint from last Friday.  We had some technical issues getting it published.  Sorry.] By Brendan Gleason Mark, you sesame street watching, “we are the world” singing, triple ply with aloe softee.  Villains are a cornerstone of baseball. Some of the best players in history have been villains. Barry Bonds. Ty Cobb(at least  [ Read More ]

Two days ago, in the face of kiss-gate, Jeff Passan wrote this column arguing that Bryce Harper turning villain would be good for baseball. I take the point on this: Baseball doesn’t need gimmicks. Brendan takes the counterpoint: LeBryce would be good for the game. (Due to technical difficulties, Brendan’s post might not be up  [ Read More ]

By Brendan T. Gleason Mark, you boring, no fun having, no fun wanting, beginning of the story Scrooge. (you know…before he sees the error of his ways and actually likes things). Everyone knows that trips are supposed to be fun. I donʼt care if youʼre in a car with a couple buds on the way  [ Read More ]

By Brendan Gleason Mark, you rule loving, “just-the-facts-maʼam” saying, Bronxian prude. Sure, Bronxian is underlined in red right now, but iʼm pretty sure itʼs a proper adjective. Iʼm not sure how you could side with the Tropicana Field staff on this one. But it makes me think that you side with other ridiculous decisions, like  [ Read More ]

By Brendan Gleason Mark you purist, elitist, baseball snob. The game has changed, and having interleague games sprinkled throughout the season is one of the better changes. I donʼt know why people get so up-in-arms about interleague play, but donʼt seem to care about any of the other modifications that have graced baseball since invention.  [ Read More ]

Mark, you sentimental, living-in-the-now homer. I admit, now might not be the best time to argue in favor of trading James Shields. Heʼs one of the hottest pitchers in all of baseball right now, and heʼs gobbling up innings and wins like a hippo gobbles marbles. But not just any hippo…a hungry hungry one. So  [ Read More ]