David HK

I have been echoing what you've said time and again. Those are all valid comments. Yes, too many players are hitting a terrible patch at the same time, and that kind of stuff feeds on itself. The blame for the on-field product belongs to Ryan. He created this roster sausage. But the on-field performance I put squarely on Molly. Another member commented that he looks over his head- and he has, not only this season, but last year, too. You've got to, as a field manager, put your players in a position to succeed, and his mind-boggling lineups and head-scratching game decisions on an every day basis are most certainly not helping the overall situation. I'm not going to go on a litany of them, there's just not enough bandwidth. He, most of all, has got to get the ship righted- yet another day, another bewildering lineup, another wtf game call, it's so counter-productive. And--- I have no idea who in that clubhouse is offering anything in the way of leadership, but with such cluster of young'uns, somebody's got to take the damn reins in there. I was not a big fan of Torii's field performance last year, and I have no idea what he specifically exerted in the clubhouse, but it does seem, without him, this rowboat has no coxswain. How about somebody step up, huh? (Sidebar: John Hicks, 8 games at Erie AAA: .929 OPS)

Thank you, oh great spaghetti monster, or whoever created TDaily-- truth be told, I often don't even bother with gameday or the broadcast, it's far more entertaining, and truthfully informative, than the official story.

And they had Tanner, who could take care of business when things got outta hand.

Ah, so lovely, remedial grammar, to middle schoolers doing penance, from 830-1030 on 8 weeks of Saturday mornings, an hour's journey from my house, near the Chinese border,where the English level is, well, less than optimal. None of us wanna be there, and it's already in the 90s by 8AM-- yet somehow more pleasurable than watching the Twinkies these days.

Quoth Crash Davis, "Hit the mascot."

Oh.

Hidey-ho everybody! Just got out of that miserable little class! Is the comeback still on? Did I miss anything good? (...chases tail in a circle, pees on the floor a little like puppies are wont to do...)

Ahhh, checking in from Saturday AM remedial grammar class... Think I'll get back to the reading comprehension, since I can't fathom Twins baseball comprehension.

Idle bear in the sunshine looks at that Sox lineup and wonders why we can't just beat these guys brains in, tonight and every night?

That's good advice, Van. I think I will-- ahhhh, the warm sunshine on my fur, a salmon in my belly, deadly claws resting on my powerful haunches, idly watching the tasty humans fumble about at their base-ball. And at the first sign of weakness, I will charge down off this sunny spot, and devour them, carnivore that I am...

I can't rehash the points made here with anything new. I concur wholeheartedly with those who bemoan the way Meyer was brought up, sat, and then yanked from his only start. I was hopeful when Molly took over, and more than ready to turn the page from Gardy- although I was really hoping for Dougie Baseball in the dugout. Now I'm hoping for that even more. Molly is just infuriating me this year, after merely ticking me off last year. I think he's a terrible manager, just terrible.

Dinnah is served. (A few sec in the microwave, and sauce of your choice)

Heh... Sano. You cannot say he is not entertaining out there.

Whew- well, we got through the inning with Fien in it- now let's see if we can hold a 4-run lead in the ninth---

Come on, bullpen, close this out- I can't watch Vlad and Arkady's broadcast anymore, I gotta finish my script- Heh... adapting Orson Welles' War of the Worlds to Hong Kong for my drama class. OMG, the poor village of Ping Che- the new Grover's Mill... On the other hand, Fien's outing may be scarier, maybe I should just do a transcript of that.

Looks like it wasn't abad decision to bring in our lefty.

Great job by Berrios, really great. Now.... (even a newspaper!)

I'm loving this- the kid's throwing serious heat nearly 100 pitches in. He struck the hell out of that long-haired hippie Rasmus.

Far out, man... I caught your meaning, dude, like totally....