This is a kind of cop-out post I often do on my other blog when too many of my "interesting link" emails to myself pile up in my inbox and I finally have to bite the bullet and admit that they're just going to go to waste if I don't just throw up a list of them on the site, noble though my intentions to read and analyze each in a thorough manner may be.
So here are some scraps from my travels around the Web of late.
Have you seen the episode of Family Guy guest starring Tom Brady? If you have not, my deepest condolences on the fact that it sucks to be you.
Found while Googling:
I think this is the most dramatic photographic evidence yet of the extent of Jason Varitek's impact on a winning pitcher.
Also, somebody actually Photoshopped this thing in homage to Mariano Rivera. It made me laugh and laugh.
This piece in the Washington Post cites a study showing that "emotions and implicit assumptions often influence why people choose their political affiliations, and that partisans stubbornly discount any information that challenges their preexisting beliefs." Any Red Sox fan who's ever been halfway introspective following an attempt at conversation with a Yankees fan knows that has to be the case.
Cool Q & A with Tito on the official site, in case you missed it.
Also, if you call right now, we'll throw in this interview with Johnny Pesky at the Oregon Stadium Campaign site ABSOLUTELY FREE!
Quoth Paul Godfrey, Blue Jays' president and CEO: "There is excitement in the streets of Toronto. There's panic in the streets of Boston."
He continued, "THE STREETS WILL FLOW WITH THE BLOOD OF THE UNBELIEVERS!", and then pulled his shirt up over his head and ran out of the room screaming something about "TP" and "Lake Titticacca".
(via El Guapo's Ghost)
I'm sorry, people, but HOW am I the only one (besides Kristen's friend Heather) who finds this man delicious? I mean...no accounting for taste, I guess.
And don't anybody be jumping on me for the man-candy, unless there's been a moratorium established on the occasional chick-ogling at several of my male counterparts' sites.
Meanwhile, what the heck was too confusing about the "Roger please come home" video?
Preseason predictions are flowing in...my personal favorite was of course Red's post this morning on Surviving Grady, since whenever he writes anything about Mike Timlin, I have a tendency to spray down my computer with whatever beverage I happen to be sipping. In this case, it was:
In a desperate bid to out-batshit Tavarez, will take the mound for every relief appearance with an eyepatch and cigar.
Dear Christ, that's awesome. That just rules, quite possibly than anything else has ever ruled in the history of things ruling, with the exception of the original Timlin post, of course, which I will never in my life stop referencing, so deal.
I liked Emma's, too.
Anyway, I haven't decided whether to jump on the prediction bandwagon yet. It's been done, you know? But as we can see I'm pretty hard up for posting material right now.
Don't miss Trot Nixon's musings to Gorden Edes about whiteness and body hair.
Conversation between me and Kristen this morning:
Her: Please note this picture.
Me: Oh my God. You found a picture of Heaven.
Her: The thing is, sometimes I forget how much I love Tedy Bruschi. And then I remember.
Me: And you have to take a moment to weep.
Her: Or just to grab the person next to me and go, "OH MY GOD, I LOVE TEDY BRUSCHI SO MUCH!"
Me: Right and it's a Colts fan, hopefully.
Her: Hee. I don't think I've ever actually met a Colts fan in person. And it's certainly hard to find one now.
Me: I sat next to one at the opening day game at Gillette in 2004. It was SWEET.
Her: SHANK! That will never not be funny.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be cracking open Roger Angell's 2005 season recap, which I've had on ice for just this week of desperation...