
We asked Wade a few weeks ago if they’re related. We decided to just go ahead and speed up the process. It’s Wade Miley Cyrus.

We asked Wade a few weeks ago if they’re related. We decided to just go ahead and speed up the process. It’s Wade Miley Cyrus.
As you might know, we enjoy going to Hagerstown Suns games. They are the Low-A affiliate of the Washington Nationals. There is a fantastically awesome outfielder on their current roster named Will Piwnica-Worms. No, seriously.
Twas a glorious book from our childhood and was later turned into a movie. It’s How To Eat Fried Piwnica-Worms.


We were all thinking it. Your favorite Padres shortstop has reached his peak. It’s Mount Everth.

From the depths of the unfathomably bad strikeout rates and contact issues, He Is Risen.
Happy America Day.
As some of you know, Jordan and I will be embarking on our crazy trip next week. We will drive over 1,900 miles in the pursuit of whatever it is we are pursuing. We shall chronicle all our adventures on the blog and on the new podcast we plan to start on the trip. In anticipation of these shenanigans, this week I’ll be previewing each of our stops along the way. Hope you enjoy.
Start Point: Chicago, Illinois
End Point: Chicago, Illinois
Approximate Milage: 0 Miles
Driving Time: 0 Hours and 0 Minutes
Baseball Stuff: Los Angeles Angels vs. Chicago Cubs
Notes: Gonna be a chill one. We’ll wake up in Chicago at our friends house and spend all day touring Chicago. Hopefully we will go down to Lake Michigan and do some Jetskiing. Then we’ll take a trip down to Milt’s Barbecue For The Perplexed where the Head Chef is a fellow .9er. The day concludes with another trip to Wrigley.
As some of you know, Jordan and I will be embarking on our crazy trip next week. We will drive over 1,900 miles in the pursuit of whatever it is we are pursuing. We shall chronicle all our adventures on the blog and on the new podcast we plan to start on the trip. In anticipation of these shenanigans, this week I’ll be previewing each of our stops along the way. Hope you enjoy.

Start Point: Somewhere near Clinton, Iowa
End Point: Wrigley Field, Chicago
Approximate Milage: 293 Miles
Driving Time: 5 Hours and 27 Minutes
Baseball Stuff: Los Angeles Angels vs. Chicago Cubs
Notes: We will wake up early in Iowa (Or is it heaven? No, it’s Iowa) and drive about an hour north to Dyersville, Iowa; home of The Field of Dreams. We aren’t Shoeless Joe or James Earl Jones, but like every baseball fan we too have a rightful claim to the cornfield. The one regret about the planning of the entire trip was that we didn’t figure out how to bring a dad with us to the Field of Dreams to play catch with. We plan on bringing “dad-hats” instead. After the Iowa magic has completely rejuvenated our bones, we will hop back in the car and head east towards Chicago. Our general admission bleacher seats will put us in the perfect spot to catch some Mark Trumbo BP home runs. Any day that has The Field Of Dreams and Mike Trout sounds good to me.
A couple months ago we looked at Angels pitcher Garrett Richards and his new unorthodox approach to pitching. It’s been a quiet time for this new strategy, but last night it struck again thanks to Marlins rookie phenom Jose Fernandez. No, it wasn’t the eight innings of scoreless pitching that got our attention. It wasn’t the 10 strikeouts either. It wasn’t even this absurdly nasty slider that caused Carlos Quentin to quit baseball.

What made Jose Fernandez’s outing Monday night so special was this one pitch to Chase Headley in the seventh inning…
As some of you know, Jordan and I will be embarking on our crazy trip next week. We will drive over 1,900 miles in the pursuit of whatever it is we are pursuing. We shall chronicle all our adventures on the blog and on the new podcast we plan to start on the trip. In anticipation of these shenanigans, this week I’ll be previewing each of our stops along the way. Hope you enjoy.

Start Point: Somewhere near Toledo
End Point: Somewhere near Clinton, Iowa
Approximate Milage: 386 Miles
Driving Time: 6 Hours and 2 Minutes
Baseball Stuff: Cedar Rapids Kernels @ Clinton Lumberkings
Notes: We missed Buxton by 2 weeks. It was the reason we were driving all the way to Iowa. We were downtrodden and heartbroken. It was the end of the world. There are still a mess of prospects to catch in Clinton however, our favorite of whom being the Twins’ German outfielder Kepler. Born and raised in the motherland, Kepler is a crazy athlete who has a chance to be the first German born outfielder to make the major leagues. The Lumberkings boast Gaby Guerrero, Vlads just-as-free-swinging nephew. After the game we will drive an hour north towards our next day’s destination: The Field Of Dreams.
As some of you know, Jordan and I will be embarking on our crazy trip next week. We will drive over 1,900 miles in the pursuit of whatever it is we are pursuing. We shall chronicle all our adventures on the blog and on the new podcast we plan to start on the trip. In anticipation of these shenanigans, this week I’ll be previewing each of our stops along the way. Hope you enjoy.

Start Point: Nationals Park
End Point: Somewhere near Toledo
Approximate Milage: 470 Miles
Driving Time: 7 Hours and 33 Minutes
Baseball Stuff: San Diego Padres @ Washington Nationals
Notes: The beginning of the trip might also be what we are most looking forward to; the Baseball Prospectus Nats Park event. We are looking forward to meeting some of the writers and personalities that we look up to and follow. Guys like Jason Parks, Ben Lindbergh, Mark Ferrin, and Andrew Meyer will all be in attendance. Following the event, the Narts tark arn thar Pardrars. Instead of paying for gas we plan on using #natitude to keep my car running for the entire week. After the game, we pull a Joe and head West, with Clinton, Iowa as our next destination. We hope to stop somewhere around Toledo for the night and finish the driving the next morning.

Unspecified Relative: “Jason Giambi is still playing baseball?”
Me: “Yeah. He’s DHing for the Indians this year. He could have been the Rockies coach.”
Relative: “Isn’t he like 43?”
Me: “Yeah, he’s old. He also loves strip clubs.”
Relative: “Cool. Let’s go eat dinner.”
Me: “Sounds good. I like dinner.”
Like most people, Jason Giambi has aged. He has gotten older on a yearly basis since birth. These are pictures that chronicle said journey from adorable Alaskan Sweetheart to A’s A-Hole to Skanky Yankee to Old Dude.

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