“How does Houston hope to defeat me? Allied as I am with the imbecile, the contemptible, and the promiscuous fucking insane.”
Fiers, Anderson, Bassitt; assign the descriptors to taste.
George Hearst The Houston Astros swagger into our one-horse town, foreboding, powerful, a step ahead, holding all the cards.
By which of course I mean: Deadwood returns tonight with a two hour movie, 13 years after David Milch or HBO (pick your villain) cut off the epic series in its prime without warning. Described by one wag like Shakespeare after slamming his dick in a car door, had it been guided to conclusion in a full 5-6-7 season arc, Deadwood might today stand with Breaking Bad among the truly great series.
For the uninitiated…initiate yourselves.
Not without sadness, as the ensuing years have seen David Milch lose his fortune gambling (mostly, ahem, on horses) then develop Alzheimer’s, now in its middle stages. This New Yorker piece is as honest a tale of an artist watching his gifts dissapate as you’ll find. It says a lot that Ian McShane, Timothy Olyphant, Anna Gunn, William Sanderson, and practically the whole fucking original cast came back together so many years later.
Tell him something pretty.
So maybe we’re fucked by the Gods and Sunday finds us dead by sundown, Houston riding a pale horse out of town.
“In life you have to do a lot of things you don’t fucking want to do. Many times, that’s what the fuck life is… one vile fucking task after another.“
"Kraut will get you through times of no money better than money will get you through times of no kraut."
Friday:
1. SS Marcus Semien
2. LF Robbie Grossman
3. 3B Matt Chapman
4. 1B Matt Olson
5. RF Stephen Piscotty
6. DH Mark Canha
7. 2B Jurickson Profar
8. CF Ramon Laureano
9. C Josh Phegley
Mike Fiers versus Brad Peacock.
In my memory Brad Peacock got up to the bigs with Oakland, but turns out that’s not the case. We got him from the Nats (with Tommy Milone and Derek Norris) when we dealt Gio, then sent him (and Chris Carter and Max Stassi) to Houston for Jed Lowrie. In between he posted a forgettable 6.01 ERA 1.582 WHIP season in Sacto.
my apartment got broken into…
they took nothing.
not sure if to feel lucky or insulted.
was 800 lbs too much to lift to get 3000 used records out the door? did they not recognize a pair of early 80’s 26 bmx cruisers for the street cred 1 or 2 old timers might give you. did they not see that gold wedding ring gathering dust on the mantle thrown together with the keys of that dead ’76 mercedes, my first diaper pin, and other mementos of past loves?
So they didn’t clean you out?
where’s my toiletpaper rose??
here’s the one that’s puzzling me.
they didn’t take a new eighth of pre-ground sativa sitting on top of a side table they opened up check inside of.
Straight-edge burglars?
Or maybe they just prefer indica?
has to be the former.
the booze was left behind too.
It surprises me to hear Bassitt describe Brett Anderson as the serious non-goofball of the pitching staff.
Do we feel good about all the baserunners we’ve had, or bad because we haven’t capitalized?
Good.
Chaptain Fantastic!
What was that about Phegley’s defense?
yeah, there is sometimes and he his hitting
….
Nice inning for Phegley out there!
Have we seen the full range of awkward Tony Kemp slides yet?
Hell, I might’ve been OK getting Bregman out three times all weekend.
I’m struggling to understand why Grossman gets as much playing time as he does.
And Bob keeps batting him 2nd…
Horrible route on that.
Well at least the Deadwood movie was good.
I think it benefited from GoT have been so godawful, setting the bar low.
It went from sepia- to rose-tinted, and ended up like a Greatest Hits reunion tour.
I disagree on the GoT finale, but I think both illustrate the same point, that a long serial allows patient development of characters and arcs, while wrapping it all up at film length by its nature compresses everyone together and can’t really do well by any of ’em.
my favorite part of GoT ending were the tidy life-summation scenes.
john snow…
saved brooke shields from drowning. blew reward money hiring van halen to play his birthday party.
Senator Bronntarsky
in case you were wondering the pregame concert for the champs league final is awful
Come on you FKing Reds!
They all look like they haven’t played in 3 weeks.
This is pretty dire stuff.
I’ll more than happily take it, but both teams were very poor.
had to follow on the guardian’s live feed. They we bagging on both teams the whole time
The seagulls have lost their fear of the falcon kites.
Anderson is way better than verlander
that was a balk
I don’t think I have seen anderson yell at an umpire like he did walking back to the dugout
Olson owes Brett a couple of runs.
Yeah he’s no Phegley.
in fairness, this is on laureano
Astros numbers are too large and thin
anderson made bregman laugh after the inning
On radio. How bad was that call?
not bad
The Semien ball looked foul to me. Braden keeps insisting there was chalk kicking up on the replay, but I didn’t see it (except later when Reddick’s knee hit the line).
I see what he was talking about, but that’s not dispositive
I was sure it was foul on all except the zoomed in super slow mo view.
if i read this right i agree. in my opinion, it was more likely foul, but i was less sure with the tighter replays
Brett is either injured or has just had enough of this shit.
I drove home Monday night feeling pretty good. What the FK is going on down there?
In case anyone was wondering, the walk along the top row of the third deck from far right to far left is 0.31 miles.
thank you
the angels games were frustrating
The CSN pregame just showed the video of Stew’s one-punch knockout of the Cleveland manager in 1986. I’m trying to imagine what would happen if that went down today.
Quite a battle of second basemen coming up next weekend in Texas.
Profar: 220 PA, .192/.258/.354
Odor: 174 PA, .161/.231/.327
Odor is two-plus years into a six-year, $49.5M contract which bought out his arb years and a couple years beyond, and he’s had a couple hot streaks but it has been a lot more suck than production.
I remember when I was scared that Texas would dominate the AL west for years, partly on the strength of super-prospects Odor and Profar. Didn’t quite work out…
Profar is doing alright today
Wienerschnitzel might want to rethink those “Dogburger, fries, only 4.99” ads.
Throw FKing strikes
LOL that Profar throw
Bad feeling about this Reddick AB.
Phew.
OK, one more solo dinger please.
The leadoff single was a rally killer.
Piscotty was mad about the previous strike three call, not that one. Melvin is mad because his team has been playing like horseshit.
I think Bob is also mad at the awfully quick ejections of his players in close games.
It doesn’t take long to say four syllables. Plus I thought last night’s ejection of Semien was automatic for arguing after a replay.
I tuned in to watch Alan Porter, so Im delighted.
I keep waiting for some poor infielder to lose a pop fly because he gets an eyeful of seagull shit before the ball comes down.
This is familiar.
No Altuve, no Springer, no Correa, so they sweep us with the likes of Myles Straw.
So I shouldn’t get too fired up about the A’s missing Joey Gallo (and also Mike Minor based on their rotation). My hope rests on Khris having his swing honed by the end of the week and hitting about 7 or 8 homers in the 4 games in Arlington.
This team has followed a 4 game winning streak by going 1/5, another 4 game winning streak by going 1/5, a 3 game winning streak by a 6 game losing streak, and now a 10 game winning streak by a 5 game losing streak. They’re making it so hard to buy into them.
Amazingly, I feel like this is still a good team. But like late 2014 and 2015, bullpen losses are just sooooo deflating.