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Baseball’s Hopping and the Rangers Are Having a Unique Offseason

Things are hopping in the baseball world.  This thing they call Fan Fest happened over the weekend, although I wasn’t there to, uh, enjoy it, I guess?  I have a hard time believing anyone enjoys Fan Fest, but what do I know.  I’ve gone twice before and pretty much hated it both times, plus those post-World Series crowds scare the hell out of me, so I got Chipotle and went to the beach and have a very nice Saturday indeed.

I did follow along on Twitter a bit and saw the Q&A sessions they did, which included asking Zito what his current favorite song was.  His response:

Barry Zito Bruno Mars tweet

Barry… we need to talk.  Man to man, or something.  Unconfirmed: they lock people who like Bruno Mars out of heaven.  I feel it is only right to tell you this.  Okay?  No hard feelings?

Speaking of the music, did you guys watch the Grammys?  I thought Jack White Being Jack White was pretty rocking, but his hair-flipping made me feel kind of bad.  Because my hair is still too short to flip like a rock star.  Waiting patiently.  Also accepting donations, should Jack be interested in giving me his hair.

Anyhow, everyone’s skipped town to Arizona now.  Catchers and pitchers report to camp tomorrow and position players follow on Friday, which means we only have a few more days of unadulterated, post-World-Series-win optimism before they can go ahead and do their best to pull off our rose colored glasses.

(Kidding.   I’m always a pessimist.)

Oh, and one more thing?  “Unique” seems to be Jon Daniels’ buzzword over in Texas this offseason.  He said the Rangers offered Josh Hamilton a “unique concept offer” – which he DECLINED, but that’s beside the point –and now he’s said that it would take a “something pretty unique” to get them to consider moving Jurickson Profar.  I love JD to bits, but maybe unique sorta isn’t working for them in the way that Fun. is not working for music?  Just a thought.

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Buster Posey, The Flaming Lips and I Mean, There’s Pizza

Buster Posey is not exactly an avid tweeter.  In fact, I’m not really sure he gets the concept.  (He signs his tweets, for god’s sake.  A love note in kindergarten is sort of what it brings to mind.)  He doesn’t treat us to photos of his meals or his pets or his brand-name moisturizers, like the enviably mustached John Axford.  And I’m not just complimenting him because his taste in exfoliant aligns with mine.  Okay, that’s part of it… but he’s a pretty good tweeter, too.

Anyway, the point of all of this is that Buster gave us a gem on Twitter yesterday.  Observe:

@BusterPosey:  Offseason in Georgia has officially come to an end. Heading out west with the family for spring training! –Buster

See?  See?!  Isn’t that a gem?  Just by nature of the fact that it says a) Offseason has come an end and b) I’m heading out west and c) the greatest two words known to mankind other than “there’s pizza” and “new shoes”.   That is, spring training.

There’s still a bit of time until real Spring Training starts off, but in the meantime there’s the Super Bowl to be excited abou—haha, no.  I mean, for all of you who enjoy the Super Bowl, by all means, enjoy it.  But I’m excited for a Hyundai commercial with The Flaming Lips and that’s pretty much (entirely) it.

the flaming lipsbuster posey

The Flaming Lips.  Buster Posey.  All that is good and well in this world.

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Let’s Talk About What Mystery Grab Bags Generally Entail

Those of you who know me know that my favorite days of the year are as follows:

10.  The day the coffee is brewed when I wake up.

9.  Whatever arbitrary day it is that wearing all winter clothing and lots of scarves and snowkflake earrings becomes socially acceptable.

8.  The start of the various fashion weeks.  Especially Paris, before Dior went and hired a furniture designer as their head.  Still bitter.

7.  Opening Day is pretty rad.

6.  The day I get around to cleaning my mirror and realize my skin is not that bad.

5.  The day of the silly but still awesome Oscars.

4.  The day someone says something ridiculous and perfect at the Winter Meetings.

3.  The day Starbucks brings out their seasonal drinks.

2.  The day the bakery near my house starts making pumpkin rolls.

1.  All of these days are awesome.  But none of them match my unadulterated joy on that the Giants release their promotions and giveaways schedule for the coming season.  This day is better than the day pumpkineggnogpeppermint creations hit a café near you, so it’s pretty damn good.

Some gems this year are the fedora promotion from a couple years ago on steroids: a plaid fedora.  Plaid fedora.  Yes, I mean a plaid fedora.

Moving right along, they’re giving away magnet schedules which I don’t remember them doing recently, but I do know the Grizzlies did in 2010.  I used the magnet as a coaster and it was seriously the greatest giveaway on earth.  Oddly but definitely useful.  I only replaced it a few weeks ago with this wood-carving one which is nice, but not nearly as good at telling me who the Grizzlies are playing on May 15th, 2010.

There are the World Champions Umbrella and the World Series Parade Snow Globe, both of with kind of intrigue me, but neither of which are nearly as great as them Cubbies giving away lip balm last season.  (It was probably Theo’s idea.)

Lastly, of course, there’s the very first giveaway: the mystery grab bag.  I don’t really know what mystery grab bags generally entail, but if these ones don’t include a golden calf temporary tattoo à la Barry Zito, I’m throwing in the towel and becoming a Pirates fan.

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The Only Logical Way to Start the New Year

So… I’m guilty.  I have pretty much started the new year doing everything you’re supposed to stop doing.  I don’t make resolutions (unless DRINK MORE COFFEE counts?),but I have spent the last 11 days altogether slacking on life.  Will eventually answer emails and clean my stuff up and all that.  Maybe on Opening Day or maybe not.  Further updates at a later date.

Anyway, in baseball news, the Hall of Fame announced who they will be inducting this year and the answer is nobody.  Not even in the Odysseus sense: nobody with a capital N.  Just nobody as in nobody because the baseball writers are on a power trip and really we need a new way of voting so that arbitrary in a way that suits us fans a little better.  A hint: arbitrary is arbitrary, no matter how you spin it.  No one was inducted this year.  Life goes on.

Moving right along.

This past month or so has been pretty sleepy, mostly, with the new CBA pretty much guilting everyone into finishing up their offseason early, as was intended, I think.  Catchers and pitchers (in)voluntarily report to Spring Training a month from tomorrow.  There are still a few players floating around and a cover guy for MLB The Show to be picked, but otherwise, crickets

In the meantime, I am entertaining myself with movie award season.  My Golden Globe prediction ballot is all filled out and I’m still celebrating about Beasts of the Southern Wild and Silver Linings Playbook knocking everyone else out with their sort-of-surprise Oscar noms.  And recovering from the shock that Trouble With the Curve didn’t, like, clean up.

Justin Timberlake is a man of many talents.  Baseball broadcasting, sadly, is not one of them.

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Hall of Fame, You Say? Let Me Pluck Out My Eyeballs With a Fork, Please.

Let’s talk about the Hall of Fame for a moment.

I will be straight up with you: I have only nominal interest in the HOF.  Similarly, as many of you know, I have only nominal interest in all of the awards.  It’s always going to be a very subjective reckoning and while awards hold a good deal of significance to players and the Hall of Fame even more, I would imagine, it’s sort of icing on the cake.  Likewise, for us fans, there will always be a player – a player who would never get into the HOF – who matters more to us than 90% of the people who are in it.  A player who, for whatever reason, did something to make themselves unforgettable to us.  We all have a personal HOF and players are in there for a million and one reasons.

Which brings me back to the real HOF.  Everyone and their long-lost brother who’s actually a hockey fan, but still, has an opinion on the ballot.  It’s this way every year, but especially this year with Bonds and Clemens on the ballot for the first time.  I’ve read so many opinions and articles on the topic that I am ready to pluck my eyeballs out with forks.

People, you need to worry less.

The vote belongs to the voters.  The voters, pretty much without exception, know more about baseball than I will ever know, so I don’t expect I’d sway them with my opinion.  To the extent that it’s fantasy HOF, eh, fantasy cooking-an-Italian dinner would probably be more fun.  To the extent that it’s a manifestation of our opinions on stats vs. old-school measurements of success or PEDs are okay vs. PEDs are not okay, pinning the argument on the HOF seems silly.

I see a lot of new movies every year and when the Academy Award nominations for 2012 are announced on January 10th, I am sure to be disappointed.  Some films they won’t recognize because they are too big, too commercial.  Some, because they were too small, too independent.  Historically, many truly brilliant movies and actors who have endured the test of time were never recognized.  But this doesn’t change our experience of watching them now, nor did it when they came out.

And this class of HOF’s will not change the opinion of anyone who’s made up their mind, nor will it change the careers of a select group of great players who are on the ballot.

It is an award.  It is arbitrary.

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