“Christ wins his 200th baseball game”
Don’t yell at me. I’m just repeatin’ the headline.
Man, if even He’s only two thirds of the way there, maybe Randy Johnson will be the last guy to win 300 games.
(thanks to reader Ralph D. for the link)
Don’t yell at me. I’m just repeatin’ the headline.
Man, if even He’s only two thirds of the way there, maybe Randy Johnson will be the last guy to win 300 games.
(thanks to reader Ralph D. for the link)
That’s 200 wins through age 33, though.
Excellent point.
Not to mention all the saves he’s racked up, at least if you believe all the bumper stickers around here.
after the relative disappointments in the Alou and Martinez families, perhaps Rob’s brother will be the Big J everyone’s been waiting for all these years…
So, 200 wins and a boatload of saves . . .
So what you’re saying is that John Smoltz is Jesus?
Now I feel bad about running yesterday’s “Quote of the Day” post.
Aaron: the Christ family does not have a proven track record after age 33.
He’s racked up saves without any appearances in a long time. That’s a pretty good record to me. But I don’t need the record. I have faith that he’ll continue his high level of performance.
Keep it up everyone: I expect full-blown blasphemy and potentional damnation by the time I log back in this evening.
@ Jeff: great line, man. Laughed my ass off.
Blasphemy, huh? Who’s the foolish manager running a guy out there with such high frequency that he reaches 200 wins and an immeasureable number of saves by age 33? Not even Dusty Baker is that bad.
Funny, a thunder storm just broke out.
Blasphemy, huh? Who’s the foolish manager running a guy out there with such high frequency that he reaches 200 wins and an immeasureable number of saves by age 33? Not even Dusty Baker is that bad.
Actually, word is he performs pretty well on three days’ rest.
Yeah Jeff, he really rises to the challenge.
“Actually, word is he performs pretty well on three days’ rest.”
Jeff wins.
And up until now, we thought Schilling’s bloody sock was heroic…
Yeah, I’d say Jeff’s got it nailed.
OK, now Wooden is the winner.
I’m f*ckin’ dyin’ here . . .
I was fond of his Sermon on the Mound.
“Blessed are the southpaws . . .”
after he wins a game, does he thank himself?
Trying…to…comment…, can’t stop laughing
Too bad the crowds only show-up for Sunday games.