The other day some lady came to my door asking for a Kristina. She was dressed in a long black coat and boots, and was holding some books. No Kristina has lived in this house for at least 40 years, maybe more, so you can imagine my surprise when, after I told her just that, she asks me "Are you sure?" Yes, I'm sure, but also curious as to whether I'm about to get robbed, annoyed, pitched to, or whatever.
Well it turns out that she was a Jehovah's witness (boring!). "Oh ok," she says, with fake surprise at my Kristina-less home. "Let me show you what I was going to show her." She opens a bible (or the Jehovah equivalent, I guess?) and starts reading a passage about peace on earth or something along those lines that I wasn't overly paying attention to since the dog was freaking out.
Well my friends, I let her have it. Before she was finished I interrupted "Wait a second. You're really going to show up to my house unannounced like this, and blatantly lie to me about your intentions of being here and then try to talk me in to a religion that I know and care nothing about? Don't get me wrong, even if I did give half a shit about religion, which I don't, this wouldn't work, since you showing up here and lying to me gives me all the evidence that I need to believe that this Jehovah nonsense is nothing but a by-any-means-necessary money-grabbing pyramid scheme. I understand that this [going around door-to-door bothering people] is part of the religion, so I commend the balls that it must take to go around getting yelled at all day by strangers, but that's not even what I'm appalled at. Straight-up lying to people in this fashion is probably a bad business model for getting people to convert. And if do you insist on lying to people like this then at least learn how to fucking lie without being this see-through." Or something along those lines anyway.
The point of my story is that if you lie to others, then you're lying to yourself. Take Adam Lind for example. That dude did everything in his power last year to convince us that he couldn't hit left-handed pitching. Yeah, well, last night Lind chose to take a break from being the guy that high-fives Jose Bautista after he homers, and chose to actually hit 2 of his own last night. Not sure if anyone else has noticed, but he's just hitting all line-drives off lefties this year. I, for one, welcome our new leftymashing DH-turned 1B overlord. So much so, that he has earned the first-ever EITS "Crudely cut-out Zaun-head", the award earned for being the player of the game. Kudos!
And shit, how about that game last night? Adam Lind had a sexy little 3/5 night with a coupla taters as the Jays put up 5 in the 1st and 10 total. Gingerballs was pretty good, save for one bad inning, going 6 innings scattering 7 hits and 3 runs. He ended up walking Chris Davis after getting squeezed pretty hard, leading to a little rally that may not (read: would not) have been. I was going to get the pitch f/x graph for that AB but it's not working for me right now so fuck it. Either way, good to see the bats going. And fuck knows that they've gotta keep going considering JoJo Reyes gets the start tonight for Toronto.
What else is in the news?
John Lott tweeted this during the Jays game yesterday:
Brett Cecil in 1st start for Vegas: 4.1IP/13H/11R-10ER/3BB/2K/3HR. Left after 3-run HR.That, for those of you who are either my girlfriend or have stumbled upon this blog accidentally but are still reading for some reason (or maybe both?), is not a very good performance. But before you get your vaginas (vaginae?) all tangled up with uhohs, it's not as bad as it sounds; this game was played in the snow. 16 degrees fair-in-height, whatever that translates to after the exchange-rate (it's like -4C I think). And another thing: Why the fuck are we playing baseball in the fucking snow? What is this? Opening day 1977?
Anyway, Cecil tweeted last night after the game that he was all out of whack and that it was going to get worse before it gets better. Heaven help us if that's the case. Then again, I know of a certain Roy Halladay, who was older than Cecil and pitching in AAA-ball, and then subsequently AA and A, after a stint in the majors, so who knows? All he did was become the best pitcher of his generation.
Jays centerfielder Rajai Davis made another rehab start yesterday, playing the whole game this time instead of getting beaned in the hand and being pulled. I expect him back with the big club before the weekend and possibly as soon as tonight. And really, I'm praying to the nearest god (which is apparently Jehovah) (badum-psssh) that he does come back tonight, because, Corey Patterson is not good. I think Stoeten over at Drunk jays fans hates him about 10 times as much as I do, and he's hit a little better over the last couple games, but I still think that dude is a waste of space (see: fringe 4th OF and not #2 batter).
Elsewhere around the league, Ryan Braun is going anti-Vernon, signing a deal that guarantees him a bunch of money for life, but mysteriously continuing to be awesome. That dude hit HR #9 lat night, 1 more than Barry Bonds 2.0 Jose Bautista, and has an almost-as-good slash line of .372/.466/.721. If you somehow missed it, Braun was signed through the 2016 season, but signed an extension for some reason to take him all the way through 2020, his age-35 season, matching Troy Tulowitzki's deal. Defense tho.
Andre Ethier extended his hit streak last night, and has hit safely in every game the Dodgers have played this year. That's good for a new record, passing Joe Torre's 22-gamer from like 30 years ago or something. Torre was Ethier's manager last year, which makes this a neat little story for people who care about useless shit like that.
And finally, Eric Almonte made major league history yesterday, becoming the first ever player to be placed on the 7-day disabled list reserved for concussions and other head-traumas. Link
Edit-> Here's one more for ya. Apparently Jose Bautista is good at hitting.