Rants From the Couch by Bill Ribas One thing struck me while I was watching the Yankees moments after their win over the Phillies the other morning (I used the DVR and watched after the kids got on the bus, since I fell asleep the night before), and that was the almost obscene rush to get the newly minted hats and shirts onto the players as quickly as possible. It was … [Read more...] about Primping and Pimping
Baby Even the Losers . . .
By Bill Ribas Before we get too deeply into this, I have to admit I have fallen out of favor of the NFL. It happened a long time ago, in a galaxy far away, around the time that players started dancing in the endzone after catching a pass, celebrating like it was VJ day. The more I noticed it, the more it bothered me, and, like passing a car wreck on the highway, I became … [Read more...] about Baby Even the Losers . . .
The Art of Announcing
More musings from the chair by Bill Ribas In the movie "Night Of The Living Dead," there is a frantic moment when the few surviving humans realize they're cornered in a house, and board up the windows in an attempt to keep the zombies out. This frenetic activity parallels my attempt to get the SAP working on my set prior to the kickoff of the World Series. But first, … [Read more...] about The Art of Announcing
But there is no joy in Mudville, mighty Casey has dozed off
More Playoff Musings by Bill Ribas While the bad calls made by the umpiring crew lately are easy fodder to make fun of, I just can’t seem to get up to speed. And frankly, I’ve been dragging my hindquarters around the house for the last few weeks here, and it finally dawned on me as to why. Forgive me for a second while I rub the crust out of my eyes, but that’s an … [Read more...] about But there is no joy in Mudville, mighty Casey has dozed off
Mr. Holliday? Meet Mr. Buckner
Playoff Musings from the Armchair by Bill Ribas I’ll confess I missed the end of game 2 between the Cardinals and Dodgers (I had band practice if you’re keeping score), but when I heard what happened, and then saw the clips on Sportscenter, well, I felt bad for Matt Holliday. And while it was no ’86 game 6, where Bill Buckner did his best imitation of a croquet hoop (and … [Read more...] about Mr. Holliday? Meet Mr. Buckner