About Harold Reynolds: Too bad. He wasn't the worst I've ever heard. Being too "touchy-feely" at work is a real bad idea. Even something consensual can be harrassment if one person is in a position of power over the other. Has anyone else noticed how ESPN has become the Red Sox and Patriots home channels We New Englanders were thinking that it was more like the White Sox & Steelers love-in channel. Morgan and Jon Miller should get the door Morgan's OK, but I get real tired of John Miller having an orgasm over a routine fly ball to center in the late innings of a blowout. While on the subject of broadcasters who grate upon our sensibilities, of course McCarver leads the field. Has he ever read a rule book? Joe Buck is not even a shadow of his father, but J Bucks restaurant in Clayton, MO, is pretty good. Now it's time to expose myself for the heretic I am. Don Orsillo and Jerry Remy are beginning to drive me up a wall. Could we please describe the baseball game, and forget about all the other crap they get into. Last, but not least, my pet peeve. An uncaught foul is NOT a foul tip. In order to be a foul tip, the ball must come directly from the bat to the catcher without hitting anything else, and then be caught by the catcher. A foul tip is still in play (runners may advance and so on), but an uncaught foul is a dead ball. Please, announcers, get it right.
In this crazy world we live in nothing suprises me anymore. I have been a long time fan of baseball since the 1960 Yankees lost to the Pirates. I grew up in an era when baseball was truly a game. Baseball Tonight without HR should now be known as Baseball Good Night. The game has changed soooooooo much, whatever happen to the knock down pitch, taking a guy out at second, knocking out the catcher at home and above all a true strike zone. HR might not have been the greatest player ever, but he was excellent on BT. I guess it's like I heard earlier this week, The Negro League Players will be inducted on a one time basis (crazy statement). I have forgotten more great games and seen more great players (live) than all of the hosts @ Baseball Tonight combined, but who cares about that it's only about the ratings and I guess just like me HR does not fit the profile. If fans would have grew and seen Mantle, Maris, Gibson, Aaron, Kofax, Drysdale, McCovey, Rose(yea I said Rose), Clete Boyer, Mudcat Grant and above all #21 The Great One, the best pure hitter hands down to ever put on a uniform. Then there is the greatest all around player to ever play the game, Mr. Mays need I go on, only a true trooper of the game knows what I am saying and these fans would really learn to love baseball. Thanks HR for your insight, wisdom and trust me you are respected greatly Bed-Stuy Brooklyn. Always remember there is no greater fan than a fan from Brooklyn. PS please put Pete in the Hall of Fame.
Are there any REAL baseball fans out there I can chat with? Not the bandwagon fans who wear all the gear and can't even tell you the starting line-up for a yankee team from 1960-1964, those were great yankee teams, even though and I hate to say it " The Pirates" beat us in 1960,and the Dodgers in 63' as a yankee fan my heart still sinks every time I even think of those years. Can anyone out there tell me what were the outcomes of The World Series' from 1961-1964.
GD's rumor link makes the firing seem even more bogus. Suddenly, ESPN noticed that they had a ton of complaints against the guy. They took absolutely no action first and then firing was the first remedial step they took. Seems even more likely that this was their excuse to fire someone that they wanted to fire anyway.
Apparently the incident occured not at work but at an Outback Steakhouse and not actually at ESPN.
Yeah, well, then, all bets are off. That 9800-calorie fried onion contraption is enough to give even the most pious sports analyst the vapors. He was clearly under the influence, and can't be held responsible for his actions. And you know what they say: What happens at the Outback, stays at the Outback.
OK, OK, You got me. The offer was written like a car commercial. You'll notice that at no point did I say "my" liver. My wife is visiting her mother and left two livers in the fridge. I figure I have three days to get rid of them. The last time I hugged a co-worker? When an employee in the same building went on a killing spree.
We were given two months notice that the company was bankrupt and we all to find new jobs. So for those two months there was plenty of hugging (and handshaking) as one by one people started leaving for thier new job. There are rumors of more intimate things, but who would really care, we were all being "fired" eventually anyway.
whatever happen to the knock down pitch, taking a guy out at second, knocking out the catcher at home Guys started making more than $10/hour playing and decided, by tacit agreement, they wouldn't try to end each other's careers.
diehardyankeefan101 I grew up when baseball was truly a game. Not to be confused with the um, er, GAME it is now! One of us owes somebody an explanation. By the way, ?!, if them are any kin to Mantle's livers, you may have a hard time gettin rid of 'em.
That 9800-calorie fried onion contraption is enough to give even the most pious sports analyst the vapors. He was clearly under the influence, and can't be held responsible for his actions. That's funny as freakin' hell. I love the use of "contraption."
That 9800-calorie fried onion contraption But is it really an onion? There may be a connection here between ?!'s livers and this onion thing. What is ?!'s wife doing collecting livers, anyway. I'm beginning to get very, very worried about the denizens of SpoFi. Just think of this. Harold Reynolds getting dismissed has turned into one of the funnier threads I've seen here. Hmmm...
You know what probably happened? They're all hanging out at Outback Steakhouse, choking down grease-laden, Australian-themed crapola, it's somebody's going away party, so they're drinking warm Foster's by the pitcher, laughing, crying, and hugging up on each other, and Harold made the socially crippling mistake of hugging a co-worker while he had an erection. It happens. We very often have no control over these things. I blame jerseygirl.
