Swing & Stance aka Communist Management v. Fascist Oversight

Today felt like Tuesday, but apparently it's Thursday. It's about 10:30pm now, but I thought it was 2am. Tomorrow should be Friday, but I may end up feeling more Wednesday. By tomorrow night it may be morning again, somewhere.

The Chicago Cubs once again have disappointed. I was unlucky enough to fall in love with them in 1983, shortly after moving to the north suburbs of Chicago from Gainesville, Florida. Those were the days, when Mel Hall had the coolest left-handed swing and stance, and one well-timed late-inning pinch-hit hypenated-word made a young kid find a new hero. It was hard to follow Mel's career when he was traded to lowly Cleveland in 1984, but I tried although with little success. Mel didn't look nearly as happy on his subsequent baseball cards, and by 1985 the hero status had all but disappeared, replaced by a weird compulsion to chew as many Topps wax pack gum sticks at the same time as humanly possible. A friend sent an email today about the Cubbies, and it was so brilliant and dead-on that I had to post it here:

Subject: Cubbies let another good one get away!

http://english1.people.com.cn/200311/24/eng20031124_128865.shtml

"China has invited former Los Angeles Dodgers infielder [and Chicago Cubs manager from 1992-1993] Jim Lefebvre to manage its national team..."

I heard a story on NPR yesterday about the 2008 Chinese Olympic Baseball Team.

This only goes to show how poor the foresight of the Cubbies' upper management must be. Think of where they would be if they kept Lefebvre on! Now he's a commie pinko. My only hope is that he always was a commie pinko, a die-hard commie pinko.

I picture Lefebvre and Rey Sanchez comparing and contrasting the benefits of communist management versus fascist oversight. Dunston's sitting on a bench in the corner of the locker room naked, wrapped in a towel, doing blow, while Jose Vizcaiano and Harry Caray are pounding tequila before the game.




The description is pure baseball heaven. And God bless Thad Bosley.