Pyle of List

Yeehaw! Joe Torre finally pulled his head out of a bottle of Bigelow’s Green Tea to realize that he needs to get as many starts out of My Boy KERSHAW!1!  as possible in the NLCS. That’s why he’s named him Game 1 Starter for tonight’s game.
This is big for us.
Huge for us.
Last year we weren’t […]

I know it’s been a little while since I’ve been on here to talk about My Boy KERSHAW!1!, but that’s mainly because I didn’t want to brag. But now allow me to…
Since July 29th (my last Man Crush Update)
37.4 IP, 29 hits, 21 BB, 1.37 WHIP, 14 ER, 50 Lembecks
Now that’s dominance!
Then this happened.
*puts hand […]

So I’m stuck here at work, crunching numbers, and My Boy KERSHAW!1! is on the hill. Travesty of travesties. So I’m going to be following along on line. And now you can too! (complete with homoerotic undertones!)
Dodgers actually get a couple runners on in the first but fail to score any runs in their half […]

Boom!
We did it! Me and My Boy KERSHAW!1! have finally broken through. Joe Posnaski, whom I greatly respect, put Uncle Charles on his Top 100 list. Prestige!
Feels good, doesn’t it? Finally appreciated for all that talent, and all those good looks. I think I’ll treat myself to a little milkshake while I peruse the rest […]

So I just got to my computer, and I figure I will try my best to live-blog the rest of My Boy KERSHAW!1!’S game today. We pick it up in the top of the third…

Boom! You see that?! That’s My Boy KERSHAW!1! putting a grade A ass whoopin’ on those sissies from Orange County. Complete dominance!
Man, it was magnificent to watch. It was like KERSHAW!1! was some sort of demon who had descended upon heaven (aka Angel Stadium) and just started tearing angels assunder. Wings were ripped from backs! […]

So earlier this week I was in Laughlin, NV with some family for a little R&R. Oh, you’ve never heard of Laughlin? Take the worst dregs that go to Vegas, then add a lake, and you’ve pretty much got Laughlin.
When I wasn’t on the lake breaking both hearts and sunglasses, I spent my time at […]

Whoa, listen, I know things didn’t go the way you planned in your last start. 83 pitches to not even get out of the third inning is rough. Yeah, I thought a couple of those calls were bogus too.
But crying? In the dugout? On national TV? *sigh*
It’s okay, baby KERSHAW!1!, come rest your weary head […]