Opening Day Diary
Los Gigantes Home Opener 4/9/11
I had my real world job to perform during Opening Day last Friday. Lucky for me, RT had the day off. He agreed to do a running diary during the game. My thoughts are in italics under his.
11:58am: Beer numero uno.
Lucky ******* sitting on his couch while I try to sneak glances at the Television.
12:17pm: Ray Ratto is wearing a hideous sweater.
It is almost to the point where Ratto is like Craig Sager. I can’t wait to see what he is wearing. If Ratto ever wears a yellow corduroy sweater, my head will explode.
12:35pm: Bull Neukom’s sport coat is older than Willie Mays and uglier than Amy G.
Agreed.
12:37pm: Beer Numero dos.
Really? You have the day off and you are on a 39 minute per beer pace. It takes no talent to go at your best speed at a high speed. I am disappointed in my brother at the moment.
12:40pm. I wish I had tickets. My *** won’t leave the couch for the next 3 hours.
Make that 4 hours and 24 minutes.
12:47pm: Oh God, Renel.
Now batting….Barrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry Boooonnnnnnnds (ear bleeding levels).
12:52 pm: Ashley (girlfriend) is home for lunch. I offer her a beer and she declines. Beer numero tres.
I would have tried sex. Good to see RT finished the 2nd beer at 15 minutes. Beer pace lowered to 27 minutes per beer. I am still disappointed.
12:55 pm: Train? Really? Bands Before games are lame.
If Train performing before an opener was the punishment for winning the World Series, I don’t know if it is worth it.
Los Gigantes enter the field from Center. I hope this becomes a new tradition.
I think RT is drunk off 2 ½ beers. The time stamps have disappeared.
Brian Wilson is the man. “Cooperstown wanted this ball. I told them no. They can have our players but not this ball.”
#WorldseriesWinning
Nice tribute to Brian Stow with a Beat LA chant. Love it.
If Brian Stow does not recover, does he get a patch? I vote yes.

Brian Wilson runs out to center to raise the championship banner. Is it over the top? Maybe, but it is complete awesomeness. I have Goosebumps.
Brian Wilson will be a professional wrestler before he becomes a Ninja Action Movie Star.
Game Time:
How pissed is Tony LaRussa? He had to stand on the field for almost an hour. There are ceremonies for each of the weekend games as well. A Gigante may get plunked to send a message to Los Gigantes management to tame down the pre-game ceremonies.
-Top 1: Jonathon Sanchez starts the game with a 4 pitch walk. He’ll come back n strike out the side. That is the Sanchez we all know and love.
Poor Bochy. I think Sanchez has taken years off his life. We have inning stamps!
Top 2: Uhhh, Huff in the outfield. When is Ross Back? Dammit, 1-0 Cardinals.
If Belt sticks, Huff will be out there next year as well. What happened to the best athlete on the team?
Bottom 2: Pablo takes two pitches (balls), I pitch a tent, Pablo swings at the next pitch (ball), I lose my tent, Pablo with a base hit, and the tent is re-pitched.
I understand completely. Where is the cerveza update? I am kind of living through you at the moment.
Top 3: Uggg, Huff again.
U.G.L.Y. This is becoming a real problem.
Bottom 3: WOOOOOOOOOOHHHOOOO (Tejada bomb).
And Tejada becomes the Statue to hit a home run in the Big Leagues. Why is his home run trot appear so fast, but he looks so slow on everything else?
Hell yeah, Jonathon Sanchez with a double.
Boom, Freddy Sanchez with his own double.
Double-Double! Can I trademark the “in-N-out” offense?
Top 5: Jonathon Sanchez is settled. He looks good. Burrell makes a great catch as he crashes into the wall.
Ummm, what happened to the 4th inning?
Bottom 5: I stopped counting beers but there are only 2 Coronas left.
Fail to Prepare, Prepare to Fail
The lapses in time are explained!
Top 6: Once again Sanchez can’t get through 6. The long first did him in.
He averaged 5.8 innings per start last year. You know what you’re getting.
Bottom 6: Everytime Burrell is up I think he is going to go deep. 30 seconds later: Boom, Burrell goes El Centro.
Belt hits his 1st MLB double! Put him in the Hall!
Whenever I think about Burrell, I think about him defecating on some girl’s living room because she passed out and couldn’t get with Pat The Bat.
Belt goes into the hall in 2032. Book it.
Top 7: Affeldt looks unhittable.
Welcome back 20.09 Version. 20.10 Version was put in the recycle bin.
Top 8: Home Depot doing more on defense, yeah Pablo!
I guess RT finished his all the beer. I do not get it.
Top 9: Wilson time. That beard has so much amazing inside.
It is so dense it can even support rust.
What is that tattoo on Yadier Molina’s neck. A camera shot zoomed in but I cannot figure it out.
I am not sure what it is, but I know what it signifies: I am a professional athlete. I do what I want. I will never have to rely on anyone else for employment.
Walk, infield single and now a HBP to Jon Jay. This is turning into a typical Wilson save. I feel a mini ulcer forming.
Kaz Matusi at the plate….errr Ryan Theriot doing his best impression.
Mother Eff’er (Theriot singles in two. 5-4 Cardinals).
That’s not how the Matsui at bat ended last year.
Bottom 9: Great, Rowand is hitting for Huff, stupid defensive replacement. I mean, great job A-Row!
Panda comes through!!! Bonus Baseball!
It feels strange to feel confident in Rowand. I think this happens every April and May. By June I will completely forget this feeling and loathe his at bats.
Top 11: Oh boy, only Runzler left. He dominates.
I have man crushes on lefty relievers who have filthy stuff. It may be a fetish.
Bottom 11: Torres hits a leadoff double. Go start. Free 90 feet? Thank you very much. Lets go F.Sanchee. Here is the 5 infielder defense. Get her in the air. F.Sanchee out. Rowand has a chance to be the hero two years in a row.
At this point, I got off work and went to the bar. I could no longer handle ESPN Gamecast. See, I need an ipad and Slingbox in my life. Wow, Great play Allan Craig.
Intentional walks to Posey and Sandoval give DeRosa a chance to beat his former team.
Bat. On. Shoulder.
EFFF.
You gotta swing the battttt, you gotttttta swing the batttttttt. I was just offered a beer. I accepted.
Man at Bar: “Why did you accept my offer now but not 10 minutes ago?”
SLY: “Alcohol is a depressant. I am depressed.”
Top 12: Great inning from Runzler. That is the Runzler I saw in Spring Training.
I am upset I didn’t get to see any Spring Training games. In related news, my liver thanked me for not attending Spring Training in 2011.
Bottom 12: Here we go. Runners are on the corners with two outs. Here comes Rowand. Hammered that, Game Over!
Two years in a row for A-Row! Again remind me of how I felt about Rowand in a couple months.
A big thank you to Colby Rasmus for slowing down on that ball, I thought he had a good opportunity to make the play.

Another beer please.
Man in Bar: “I thought you drink when you are depressed?”
SLY: “I also drink when I am happy.”
BIG thanks to RT. I know that was a pain in the A$s.
Miss Cleo and The End of The World
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Miss Cleo and the End of the World
SLY
3/30/11
Miss Cleo and I have one thing in common; we both cannot predict the future. I am quite jealous she was able to turn her non-ability into income, which is an ability I would like to pursue. Why is Miss Cleo occupying space on The Three Bs? Duh, prediction time!
A few of The Three B regulars and I have decided to give our predictions for the upcoming MLB season. Why? We all think we are smarter than we really are.

Predictions lead to these phrases exchanged between friends.
1.) “I told you so.”
2.) “You’re an idiot.”
3.) “Effing Homer.”
I want to do a quick hit on Brandon Belt before we dive into our predictions for the 2011 season. It was announced a few hours ago that Belt made the Big Club (Good-bye Ishi). That is fantastic news. This was the first step the 2011 Gigantes have taken to improve upon the 2010 World Championship version. It is promising to see the franchise put out the best possible product on the field, no matter the cost.

There has been a lot of GFM’s (General Fan Managers) around the greater Bay Area which have flooded the radio waves and Gigantes websites suggesting the newest Double Bs to start at Fresno. Not because Belt was not the best option, but because the GFM’s were worried about his Super-Two status.
Are you kidding me?
I understand the financial impact starting Belt on the big club, but Belt will only obtain his Super-Two status if he stays on the 25 man roster for the entire next two years. If he does, he will have played well enough to earn the money.
Please remember this fact; Ws in April are not worth less than Ws in September.
With Ross out, Belt is the best option.
What’s the best part about Belt and his arbitration clock?
Two answers:
1.) Everyone assumes Belt will be an absolute stud.
This was the case with the A’s in the late 90′s and early 2000s. Every player that came up (Grieve, Tejada, Chavez, Hudson, Zito, Mulder, and Crosby) was billed as can’t miss players. For the most part they didn’t miss, albeit some of their stars faded quickly.
Gigantes fans have not allowed themselves to get too attached to players coming from minors since the late 80s. Our expectations were tempered with the likes of JR Phillips, William VanLaunchingPad, and Todd Linden. A funny thing happened in 2005; Matt Cain came up and was as good as advertised. A very Oakland Athletics like streak began to build: Wilson, Sanchez (2006), Lincecum (2007), Sandoval (2008), Posey, Bumgarner (2009), and now Belt (2011). It has gotten to the point where we believe and expect good things from our young players.
I used to fantasize about Los Gigantes having a young stud player. I yearned for one. When F.Loser (Fred Lewis) hit for the cycle in 2007, I allowed myself to get excited. I created him in my baseball video game and hit him 3rd. I watched Belt last night and actually felt like Los Gigantes were using a created player. It felt like cheating, and I loved it.
2.) We will all be dead when the Belt would have been eligible for Free Agency anyway. In case you forgot, the world ends on December 21st, 2012.
KJ and I decided in 2009 that we are going to throw an “End of the World Party.” It is going to epic. Party favors will include: cocaine, prostitutes, and Johnnie Walker Blue.
You might want to mark your calendar.
…and with that onto the 2011 MLB predictions.
KJ:
NL (West) Gigantes, (Central) Brewers, (East) Braves, and (Wild Card) Phillies
AL (West) Athletics, (Central) White Sox), (East) Red Sox, and (Wild Card) Twins
World Series: Red Sox over Brewers
Awards:
NL: (Cy Young) Roy Halladay, (MVP) Troy Tulowitzki, and (ROY) Brandon Belt
AL: (Cy Young) Jon Lester, (MVP) Adrian Gonzalez, and (ROY) Jeremy Hellickson
RT:
NL (West) Rockies, (Central) Brewers, (East) Phillies, and (Wild Card) Gigantes
AL (West) Athletics, (Central) Twins, (East) Red Sox, and (Wild Card) Yankees
World Series: Red Sox over Phillies
Awards:
NL (Cy Young) Roy Halladay, (MVP) Troy Tulowitzki, and (ROY) Brandon Belt.
AL (Cy Young) Jon Lester, (MVP) Adrian Gonzalez, and (ROY) Jeremy Hellickson
C-Lew:
NL (West) Gigantes, (Central) Brewers, (East) Phillies, and (Wild Card) Braves
AL (West) Athletics, (Central) White Sox, (East) Red Sox, and (Wild Card) Yankees
World Series: Red Sox over Phillies
Awards:
NL (Cy Young) Roy Halladay, (MVP) Albert Pujols, and (ROY) Freddie Freeman
AL (Cy Young) David Price, (MVP) Adrian Gonzalez), and (ROY) Kyle Drabek
SLY:
NL (West) Gigantes, (Central) Cardinals, (East) Braves, and (Wild Card) Phillies
AL (West) Athletics, (Central) Twins, (East) Red Sox, and (Wild Card) Yankees
World Series: Braves over Red Sox
Awards:
NL (Cy Young) Clayton Kershaw, (MVP) Albert Pujols, and (ROY) Brandon Belt
AL (Cy Young) Gio Gonzalez, (MVP) Alex Rodriguez, and (ROY) Kyle Drabek
Let the 2011 season begin.

“Call Me Now!!”
Go Ahead and Jump… Onto The Band Wagon
Look around the Bay Area, Gigantes gear is everywhere. It was inevitable.
A team wins a championship and becomes the toast of the region.
We did not think we were immune to the effects of a glorious championship run did we?

Band Wagoner:
A sports fan that’s loyalty is contingent upon a team’s success. These fans are rarely respected in the sport fanatic community because they reap the rewards of victory, without a willingness or fortitude to face the hardships of defeat.
Thanks Urban Dictionary, and I thought you were only good for sex act definitions such as “Blumpkin Backfire”.
(I know you are going to look it up, be sure to NOT use Google images)
Over the past few months I have engaged in a number of conversations with other Gigantes fans about band wagon fans. The conversations usually ended with the “real” fan bashing the late arrivals to the party.
I had one question for every “real fan” that bashed a band wagon fan:
What is the harm of a band wagon fan?
The answers I was given were not adequate.
I consulted with KJ (as we were in the same mindset on the subject) on the negatives of band wagon fans.
We could only come up with two true negatives. That’s impressive because we were both Mensa candidates.
1. Ticket Prices
I learned about supply and demand at Napa Valley College’s Micro Economics course. Gosh darn Stubhub. Check out the prices on the secondary ticket market. They are ridiculous.
Home Opening day (4/8) tickets on Stubhub are starting at $130. The $130 tickets are Section 333, Row 16. It would cost a family of four over $500 just to get into the ballpark.

Ticket Scalper’s (brick and mortar Stubhub) will also be raising the price of their cream this season. I used to tell my-go-to-scalper to bring the cream (best available) to 21st Amendment before the game. I have a feeling the cream will be out of my price range this season.
2. Bad Conversations
One of my favorite pastimes is talking baseball. I grew up around knowledgeable baseball minds and expect a certain level of baseball common sense in my baseball conversations.
Band wagon fans can be a disaster to have a baseball conversation with. It makes me feel very uncomfortable, which is usually what I do best to others.
The conversation usually ends with awkward silence when I bring up a new way to quantify a defenders true value.
(Yes, these are the things that keep me up at night.)
High ticket prices on the secondary market and bad baseball conversations. One hurts the wallet and one is mildly annoying. These are also easy to avoid, buy your tickets directly from Los Gigantes and do not attempt to engage in a conversation with band wagon fans.
(Band wagon fans are easy to spot, 78% of them wear strap-back hats)
There are obvious positives that band wagon fans bring to the table: a full Pac Bell/SBC/AT&T Park, excitement, and a sense of camaraderie. The number #1 positive of a band wagon fan often goes over looked.
1. Band Wagon Fans Breed New Fans.
A band wagon fan has the ability to spread their fandom to others.
My brother in law, admittedly, is not a big baseball fan but got into Los Gigantes championship run. He grew a playoff beard, looked up “The Machine”, and used the word “delicious” as often as possible.
(Wait, I think he just had a man crush on B-Weezy.)
Will his interest in baseball/man crush of B-Weezy subside? Undoubtedly yes, but his excitement carried over to his oldest son, who is now a huge Gigantes fan. I bought him a Big Time Timmy Jim World Series Jersey for Christmas. My Sister told me he wore the jersey for three straight weeks. The jersey had to be torn off him to be washed.
Los Gigantes World Series run along with his Father’s excitement was the key to make my nephew a fan. He watched more baseball in one month than he had previously watched in his lifetime. How awesome is that?
New fan creation is well worth the high ticket prices and bad baseball conversations that result from fans hopping on the band wagon.
It doesn’t matter when you board the train, or even purchase a ticket; all that matters is that you arrive at the destination. The World Series was the destination and we all arrived together.

There is plenty of room for the 2011 season.
All Aboard.
The Bro Hug
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The Bro Hug
SLY
1/19/11
Bro Hug: Noun or verb – a manly hug between two dudes who are cool with each other.
So I got off the airplane, saw my friend…there were bro hugs all around. Then we went to the bar for some shots to catch up.

Yep.
That just happened.
Ryan Howard giving my Father a bro hug on the field before game 3 of the NLCS.
How the hell did this happen?
My Dad and his friend (Brad) signed up to hold the flag during the National Anthem before game 3 of the NLCS. They were not rookies, as they signed up for the same duties before Los Gigantes home opener back in April. They had to arrive at Pac Bell/SBC/AT&T Park at 7AM for “practice”. My Dad and Brad were at the bar before 8AM.
KJ and I arrived at the bar at 10AM. Holy Cow, it was a SSSSSS show. My Pops and Brad were “in the game” deep. Brad told us to put our drinks on the tab, we did not argue.
Brad: “You jerk-offs (term of affection) want to go onto the field and hold the flag?”
SLY: “How are we going to do that?”
Brad: “You will walk on with us.”
SLY: “That easy?”
Brad: “it is that easy, just stay in line.”
SLY: “Game on.”
Flag duty report time was 11AM, we put in a good hour of work at the bar before we made our way out towards McCovey Cove.
We arrived to the Cove and the flag was laid along the walk way stretching from the right field entrance to center field.

It became obvious that KJ and I were not the only ones Brad and my Pops invited to hold the flag. Random new friends from the bar and walkers passing by ended up getting in line with us.
The thought of jail time for trespassing crept into my mind. I am not like Oscar from the office, I would not love jail.
Here is how this was even possible.
The organizers had no way to verify who was actually supposed to hold the flag. There were no stamps, bracelets, or shirts.
The organizers assumed only the people who practiced would show up for the real deal.
There were a great number of flag crashers.
After an hour wait, it was go time. The gates opened and we started our walk onto the field.
I walked right onto the field.
It was surreal.
We passed the Phillies bullpen.
KJ: “What’s up Chooch?” (Carlos Ruiz)
Carlos was a little stunned.
Pops, KJ, Myself, and Brad were all standing in right field. Players were warming up 10 feet away.
I reached down and pulled grass from the outfield and filled my pants pockets. It seemed like a good idea. I then pulled out my camera.
Jayson Werth warmed up next to me.
SLY: “You’d look good in Orange and Black.”
No response.
Ryan Howard then ran past me.
SLY: “Smile for the camera Ryno.”
I really wanted to say “You should’ve taken Turtle’s Tequila offer in Entourage!”

Howard pointed at me and started to laugh. My drunken reactions were a little late with the camera. Damn. That would’ve been a good shot.
I took in the scene and admired my good fortune.
A blurring streak appeared out of my left eye near the foul line.
The streak was my Pops as he ran over to Ryan Howard.
Uh-Oh.
Security started to move in.
This isn’t good. I grabbed my camera out.
A few words were exchanged between Howard and Pops, and then it happened.
I was stunned.
SLY: “Holy ****, I think I got a picture of that. What the effff just happened.”
KJ: “Bro Hug, Bro… Bro Hug.”
The Flag Organizer yelled for my Pops to get back to the flag.
“Go Go Go” yelled the Flag Organizer.
I almost forgot what we were on the field for.
Allen Iverson was right, who needs practice.
KJ and I acted like we knew what we were doing.
We ran the flag out at a “high speed at our best speed.”

Ben Gibbard (Death Cab) performed the Star Spangled Banner. Perfect.
When the anthem ended we walked off the field and then sprinted around the stadium. We didn’t want to miss the first pitch.
Stupid walk ways, we arrived a batter late.
I asked Pops what he said to Howard.
Pops: “I was giving him hitting advice.”

This wasn’t the first time Pops has given an All-Start hitting tips. Pops famously talked with David Wright in 2008 for over an hour at the Ritz in San Francisco.
Pops does know the art of hitting, but it takes some serious stones (or an alcohol induced mind) to tell a MLB All-Star what they are doing wrong at the plate.
Ryno went 0-4.
Pops is a Gigantes fan.
Matt Cain shoved, Los Gigantes went up 2-1 in the series, and I started to seriously believe Los Gigantes were going to win the series.
Honestly, this was one of my favorite days of my life.
The Flag Organizers made a significant change for the World Series. I noticed all the flag holders were wearing special shirts to designate who was actually supposed to be on the field.
Blame the Bro Hug.
Jedi Mind Tricks
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SLY
1/5/10
How do you do it Mr. Boras?
You don’t negotiate. Many times your client has little leverage. You make teams bid against themselves.

I think you are one with the force.
Scott Boras: “Jasyon Werth $126 million, pay you will. Need him, you do.”
Mike Rizzo: “Yes Master Boras.”
Scott Boras: “$96 Million, Adrian Beltre needs. Pay him you will, or an Athletic become he will.”
Jon Daniels: “You don’t have to use your Jedi Mind Tricks on me. I love Star Wars and since you attempted to talk like Yoda, Ill give you what you want. Tell Adrian we are good to go.”
It cannot be this easy, can it?
Upon hearing the news of Adrian Beltre’s 6 year $96 (if 6th year option vests) I went a little NuTs.
I proclaimed to all in earshot:
“Scott Boras could get me $2 million a year.”
A couple of co-workers (I guess they feel obligated to listen to my baseball rants) asked me how Scott Boras would sell me to a team.
Easy, I am a good Clubhouse guy.
Here is how Mr. Scott Boras would sell Shaun Lauren Yaple to a Major League Baseball team.
Scott Boras: “A lot of people say you cannot put a price on chemistry in the clubhouse, well I can. I created a binder for Shaun Lauren Yaple to illustrate all he can bring to your clubhouse and franchise.”
MLB GM: “Can he hit?”
Scott Boras: “Irrelevant.”
MLB GM: “Can he field?”
Scott Boras: “Irrelevant.”
MLB GM: “Run?”
Scott Boras: “Irrelevant.”
MLB GM: “Character?”
Scott Boras: “My client has team first mentality. This applies off the field as well. This is where YOU will find his value. Mr. Yaple makes friends easy, he will surly be one of your Star players new best buds. As we know, Stars need special treatment and Mr. Yaple will be there to assist.”
MLB GM: “How?”
Scott Boras: “For example, your Star player and my client go out for a few adult beverages. After a couple hours they decide to leave, the Star is driving. He crashes the vehicle. My client will gladly switch seats and take the heat. Of course the bonus escalators kick in once a situation like this occurs.”
MLB GM: “It is like asset protection. How much does this service cost?”
Scott Boras: “$2 Million base, $100,000 for each misdemeanor, $250,000 for a felony, $1.2 million for each year in jail, and a 25 man roster spot. As long as there are not any Ugueth Urbina characters, this is a must for your team.”
MLB GM: “What kind of playing time is he looking for?”
Scott Boras: “Irrelevant.”
MLB GM: “I will send over the contract to our Attorneys. I am going to leak this to www.mlbtraderumors.com. Thank you for your time Mr. Boras.”
Scott Boras: “If you are happy with the service Mr. Yaple provides then I have another client that will meet your needs. Kenneth L. Jones.”
MLB GM: “Tell me about him.”
Scott Boras: “The great Yogi Berra once said “90% of Baseball is mental, the other half is physical.” My Client can take care of the 90% part.”
MLB GM: “How?”
Scott Boras: “My Client is what we in the business call an “Ego Stroker”. An “Ego Stroker” ensures players’ confidence levels are always high, therefore taking care of the 90% of the game.”
MLB GM: “Explain how your client will raise the confidence levels of my players.”

Scott Boras: “My client will take batting practice with each player and remind them how great they are. My client will delve into their past and find the time when they had their greatest successful in baseball, even if their greatest success came in little league.
Kenneth Jones minored in Psychology at Napa Valley College, which is home to the #1 rated collegiate psychology program in Napa County.
My client will also participate in every intrasquad and simulated game during the season. My client will strategically strike out, hit into double plays, and get picked off at opportune times to maximize confidence building.
Kenneth Jones also has amazing taste in music. He is an amateur DJ who can make premier party mixes that cross nationality boundaries.
As a Psychology minor, my client understands the notion “If you feel good, you play good.” Everything my client does is calculated to stroke the ego of your fragile players.”
MLB GM: “Wow, this is even better than your clubhouse guy.”
Scott Boras: “Not better, it’s a different service. Both are highly trained and are the best at what they do.”
MLB GM: “What’s Kenneth Jones going to cost me?”
Scott Boras: “$1.5 million base, and $100k for every player with a +league average OPS, $100k for every positive UZR rating, and $1000 for every confidently screamed F-Yeah, and a 25 man roster spot.
MLB GM: “What constitutes a confidently screamed F-Yeah?”
Scott Boras: “My accountant will be tracking the confidently screamed F-Yeahs.”
MLB GM: “I’ll have my lawyer draw up the contract.”
Scott Boras: “No need, I actually have the contracts for Shaun Yaple and Kenneth Jones drawn up, signed by the two players, and with the bonuses we agreed on. All you have to do is sign here, here, here, here, and here.”
MLB GM: “Uhhh, Okay…Wait, are you sure these are the bonuses we agreed on?”
Scott Boras: “Sign you will. In demand, they are high.”
MLB GM: “Yes, Master Boras. Do you have any clients who actually play baseball?”
Scott Boras: “Of course I do, I have one of the most dominant young closers in baseball, Rafael Soriano. I am sure you are interested…”
….And that is how Master Scott Boras operates.
My favorite Three Bs items of the week.
Best Moment of the Week:
KJ called me at 1AM on Monday morning and awoke me with his musical stylings of this song:
KJ also delivered the quote of the week when describing his actions afterward.
KJ: “It gave me a false sense that I was doing something right.”
Happy New Year!
Baseball Supersedes Pleasntries
Hey all, Check out the new home of “The Three Bs” www.the-three-bs.com. Thanks, Shaun Baseball Supersedes Pleasantries SLY 12/19/10 I woke up this morning to this e-mail from mlb.com, “It is not too early to fantasize about baseball.” When did I stop? I stumbled down the stairs to the kitchen. KJ: “Greinke to the Brew Crew.” KJ did not bother to say good morning. Baseball news always supersedes pleasantries. We got breakfast and made our way to the gym. The conversation naturally turned to Greinke and the Brewers. We have an affinity with Milwaukee as we took a vacation (Yes, we went to Milwaukee for vacation) there in 2009 to watch Los Gigantes take on the Brew Crew. Here is a quick tangent on one of my favorite memories from our Milwaukee trip. KJ, RT, and I were at a bar (surprise) talking to some local females. Here’s the summary of the conversation: Girl#1: “You guys are from California?” Us: “Yes, we are.” Girl#2: “Do you guys surf!!???” KJ: “Actually, the beach is our backyard. We surf every day.” Girl#1: “That’s soooo cool. You guys are way different from the guys here. All they ever want to do is drink beer and watch baseball.” SLY: “Yep, we are way different.” Girl#2: “So what are you guys here for?” KJ: “Watch Los Gigantes and drink beer.” … Our conversation ended shortly after. On the ride to the gym our talk turned from Greinke to Ryan Braun. The Braun conversation started on how we would love to see him patrolling Barry Lamar’s old turf but quickly transitioned to his personality. KJ: “Dude has so much swag.” SLY: “Oozes out of his pores. KJ and I both dig the swag, but Braun has to be one of worst personality/city matches in all of baseball. Milwaukee is a blue collar city. Braun’s clothing company (Remetee) doesn’t even offer a shirt with a collar.
If I were Ryan Braun I would wear a red flannel shirt, tuck it into my wranglers, and ask to be Called The Brauny Man. From my outside prospective it feels like there has to be a real fan/player disconnect. …but that can be said for most stars of Major League Baseball. So why is Ryan Braun on my mind? It is because I know how this story will play out. In 2013, 29 year old Ryan Braun will have a line of .304/.380/.525 with 32 taters and 115 RBI. He will have two years left on his contract. The Ryan Braun trade rumors start. Mlbtraderumors.com goes all ESPN FAVREY and dedicates 40% of their posts to the “Ryan Braun Sweepstakes”. A source notes the Brewers are looking for impact level starting pitching and major league ready position prospects. The 2014 season is played, Braun is not traded. Braun has another monster year .318/.394/.558. The Mlbtraderumor.com cycle starts again. I check the site every 15 minutes for updates (I really should just follow them on twitter). The newest post makes me cringe. December 8th 9:45AM CT: “Dodgers closing in on Braun.” I start to panic. I se The e-mail has apocalyptical overtures. The next update confirms the deed is done. Gross. I hate you Ryan Braun. This is unhealthy. I am worried about a hypothetical situation 4 seasons from now. Los Gigantes are World Series Champs and these are my current thoughts? I need help. In other Dodger news which is not driving me to a therapist, “The Eritrean Cab Driver” (Eugenio Velez) has signed with the Bums. I will not dedicate a column to Velez’s Benedict Arnoldism. …Unless this happens in 2012
Watch your lips on the pine meat. 

nd out a mass e-mail to my friends.
What is She Werth?
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Here at “The Three Bs” we believe that most situations in the world can be related back to baseball.
With that stated, I will break down this off-season’s free agent signings as they relate to men’s relationships with woman in the real world. At 27 years old, I am obviously an expert.
The Team will be the man and the Player will be the woman.

The Boston Red Sox and Carl Crawford (7 years $142 Million):
The Red Sox are a rich and handsome man who has an inferiority complex because of losing every whiffel-ball game to his rival (Yankees) as a child. As an adult, he still feels the need to beat his rival at any cost. If his rival (Yanks) is thinking about breaking up with his longtime girl (Mo Rivera), he will swoop in and try to steal her away. He also wants what his rival wants. He heard his rival took out Ms. Crawford on an expensive date, and the conversation was excellent. He immediately calls Ms. Crawford and makes her an offer she cannot refuse.
Here’s the phone call:
Red Sox: “Look babe, you are smoking hot. I want you. I want you all to myself. We can do this. I’ll make it worth your while. How about I give you $142 million to stay with me for the next 7 years?”
Ms. Crawford: “You’re making a grown woman blush. I don’t know what to say.”
Red Sox: “Say Yes!”
Ms. Crawford: “Yesssss, you made me the happiest girl from Houston.”
The Red Sox got the hottest girl in the free agent class in her prime. Ms. Crawford should age well and still be attractive in the final years. It’s a huge commitment, but will prove to be worth it.
Tick, tick, tick, that’s the sound of your World Series life running out (Yankees).
RIP EUGENE GREER. A.K.A. JORDAN CHASE.
The Washington Nationals and Jayson Werth (7 years $126 Million):
The Nationals are an unattractive overweight man without much personality who recently has inherited substantial wealth. Ms. Werth is attractive, but not beautiful. She would interest most suitors but have turned most of them off because of her exaggerated self worth. The two were set up by a mutual friend (Scott Boras). Ms. Werth showed a enough interest where he thought he might be able to get an nice “old fashion” out of the deal. After Ms. Werth put her hand on his, he blurted:

“7 years for $126 Million.”
Mr. Boras (chaperoning) sitting at the table reached into his pocket and produced a pen. He handed it to Ms. Werth.
Ms. Werth knew she was doing this for money. She sacrificed happiness for everlasting financial freedom.
She never said a word, she just signed the contract.
In the words of the Great Gary Radnich: “126 Million……126 Million….. REALLLYYY? ONNE-HUUUNNDRED TWEEENNNTY-SIX MILLION?”
…and I thought the Aaron Rowand deal was bad in 2008 for Los Gigantes.
For Kicks:
Jayson Werth (2010), 31 Years Old .296/.388/.532 46 2Bs 27 HRs and 85 RBI
Aaron Rowand (2007), 30 Years Old .309/.374/.515 45 2Bs 27 HRs and 89 RBI
Hurry Mr. Harper, you will be needed.
The Philadelphia Phillies and Cliff Lee (5 years $120 Million):
The Phillies are the attractive guy who once used and abused a beautiful girl. Ms. Lee was very good to him, she gave everything she had, and was sent packing. He left Ms. Lee for a very enticing reason (Doc Holladay) but missed her dearly.&n
bsp; He kept thinking what could have been if he kept her around. Ms. Lee was back on the market and had many serious suitors. He thought he had no chance. Her new boyfriend tried to convince her to stay (Rangers) and the super attractive billionaire (Yankees) tried to lure her in. He thought he’d text her on a whim to see if she still had feelings. He knew it was a one-in-a-million chance. But hell, one-in-a-million means there is a chance.
To his surprise, Ms. Lee not only text back but wanted to reconcile. She stated how she longed for the comfort of the love she once knew. She went back to him even though he treated her like a tramp.

The lesson is simple. Girls love ********.
Why play the 2011 season? Just throw the Phills and Red Sox in the series.
The Chicago White Sox and Adam Dunn (4 years $56 Million):
It’s simple. The White Sox are the guy who likes big **** (HRs). Ms. Dunn has big ****. He offered her the most, and she didn’t refuse.
The **** will not sag in Chicago. He will get what he paid for, lots of ****.
The New York Yankees and Derek Jeter (3 years $51 Million):
He has been married to Ms. Jeter for 15+ years, her looks are starting to go, and her spunky personality is getting a little tired. She wants a lavish anniversary present. He usually reserves lavish gifts for girls he is trying to pursue.

He is annoyed that Ms. Jeter still views herself at the peak of powers. Ultimately, he decides that the lavish gift is beneficial over a very messy and public divorce.
Tick, tick, tick, that’s the sound of your World Series life running out (Yankees).
RIP EUGENE GREER. A.K.A. JORDAN CHASE.
The Chicago White Sox and Paul Konerko (3 years $37.5 million):
He has been married to Ms. Konerko for 10+ years and things are going great. The last year might have been their best year of marriage. Ms. Konerko is loyal and just wanted to be treated fairly. He obliged, deal done.
The New York Yankees and Mariano Rivera (2 years $30 Million):
He is gorgeous, she is gorgeous, and they both need each other. Another attractive man tried to swoop in (Red Sox) but He knew it wouldn’t matter. They both wanted and needed each other.
Los Gigantes de San Francisco and Aubrey Huff (2 years 22 Million):
They met by necessity in early 2010. She needed a home, he needed a warm body. Neither was too attracted to each other at first. A funny thing happened over the next year. He realized Ms. Huff had a great personality and looked amazing in a red thong. She realized that she not only had a place to stay but found a home as well. The two will be very happy for the next couple years.
The Los Angeles Dodgers and Juan Uribe (3 years $21 Million):
He watched his biggest rival (Gigantes) reach the pinnacle with Ms. Uribe. She isn’t a natural beauty but can look damn good when she gets made up. Ms. Uribe has never been given a real commitment. He decided to reach out and steal her heart with promises of champagne and beaches. Ms. Uribe decided she “just wanted to chill” and took him up on his offer. Her former lover tried a last second effort to reel her back in but it was too late. The Lebronafication had already set it. She was all set to chill in LaLa land.
The Oakland A’s and Hideki Matsui (1 year $4.25 Million):
He really wanted to get with an Asian. He’s been trying all year. He first tried with a high priced newly imported woman (Hisashi Iwakuma) and then had to settle with the easier target in Ms. Matsui.
Bottom line: He will get into bed with an Asian.
Los Gigantes de San Francisco and Pat Burrell (1 year $1 Million):
He met her at a bar while she was intoxicated with reminisce of puke on her shirt. Considering her state, she didn’t look half bad. He went to her place from the bar as she was “DTF”.

He was a little surprised when she pulled out the gimp suit for him to wear. S&M was new to him, he liked it. He signed up for one more year.
The New York Yankees and Mark Prior (1 year $850k):
He wasn’t that attractive in high school, she was the prom queen. She’s added a good 45lbs to her frame since her prime. He still sees her for what she used to be.
“If she got to the gym she could be smoking hot again.”
The problem is that Ms. Prior hasn’t been to the gym since 2006 (last appearance in MLB) and has no desires to get back. She is happy getting paid on the slight chance she might make it into the gym and get into shape.
Tick, tick, tick, that’s the sound of your World Series life running out (Yankees).
RIP EUGENE GREER. A.K.A. JORDAN CHASE.
BoOoOoO-RRRRIIIBBBEEE
From:
UUUUUUUUUUU-RRRRRRRIIIIBBBEEEEE!!!
UUUUUUUUUUU-RRRRRRRIIIIBBBEEEEE!!!
UUUUUUUUUUU-RRRRRRRIIIIBBBEEEEE!!!
To:
BoOoOoOOOOooOOooOOOOoooOO-RRRRIIIBBBEEE!!!
BoOoOoOOOOooOOooOOOOoooOO-RRRRIIIBBBEEE!!!
BoOoOoOOOOooOOooOOOOoooOO-RRRRIIIBBBEEE!!!
Heck, it might be:
FFFFFFFFFF-UUUUUUUU-RRRRRRIIIBBBEEEEE!!!
FFFFFFFFFF-UUUUUUUU-RRRRRRIIIBBBEEEEE!!!
FFFFFFFFFF-UUUUUUUU-RRRRRRIIIBBBEEEEE!!!
Mr. Happy Jazz Hands left us for the smog infested air of SoCal and the Bums.

Two Ex-Gigantes turned Bums
Say it ain’t so.
Do we dare boo one of our 2010 World Champion heroes?
Hell yes.
I’ll set the stage for FU-ribes return to Pac Bell/SBC/AT&T Park on Monday April 11th 2011. It’ll be the 10th game of the season. This should be a Barry Zito start, but the $126 million dollar singer/songwriter will probably fall into the 2 or 4 spot in the rotation. For this hypothetical, Madison Bumgarner gets the start.
Uribe is in the six hole in Donny Baseball’s lineup.
Top 2nd, nobody on, one out:
Renel Brooks-Moon: Now batting #5, 2nd baseman, Juan Uu-ribe.
(It is painfully obvious that Renel wants to belt out the UUUUUU as she has done the past two seasons, but her heart will not allow her to justify an enthusiastic announcement of a Bum. The announcement is understated and subdued.)
I am in attendance and stand up from my seat. I want to pay my respects (with a golf clap) to a man who gave the fans many thrilling moments the past couple seasons.
I am about to clap when the inebriated man next to me (I am also in such a state) starts to join in an all too familiar chant:
UUUUUUUU-RRIIIBBEE!!!!
…but it is not, it is what we all expected.
BoOoooOOoooooO-RRRIIIBBBEEEE!!!
Before I start to clap, I join the mob.
BoOoooOOoooooO-RRRIIIBBBEEEE!!!
BoOoooOOoooooO-RRRIIIBBBEEEE!!!
Now I am getting into it, alcohol and adrenaline seem to be a good combination (I think I finally get UFC fans).
FFFFFF-UUUUUUUU-RRRRIIIBEE.
Mother sitting behind me: “My children are here. Watch your mouth.”
SLY: “They need to learn hate at an early age.” (Obviously not ready to be a Parent)
Madison gets BoOOo-Ribe to pop up on the first pitch (he was a lot of excited).
…Roar from 41,952.
Top of the 5th, 1 out, runner on first: 2-0 Good Guys.
Renel sounded less enthused with her second announcement of Uribe. She understands he’s gone for good.
BooOooOOooOOoo-Ribe chants are deafening.
On a 2-1 count BoOoooO-Ribe hits a ground ball to his replacement Miguel Tejada. Tejada underhands to Freddy Sanchez at second for the force out and Sanchez throws a strike to Aubrey Huff at 1st to complete the double play.
…Roar from 41,952.
Tejada and Uribe each have a GIDP to end an inning.
Top of the 8th, 2 out, runners on 1st and 2nd: The score is still 2-0 Good Guys.
Renel announces JUUAAAN with high energy as she was accustomed too with a big at bat, she quickly realizes it is for the wrong team and tails off on the Uribe. Renel sighs in disgust.
BoOoOooOOOOoooO-Ribe chants continue.
Boch’s bowed legs take him 21 seconds to make it from the front step of the dugout to the mound to remove Bumgarner after 7 2/3 innings of shut out ball.
Sergio Romo takes the ball.
1st pitch: Fast ball, fouled straight back.
2nd pitch: Slider, wild swing and a miss.
3rd pitch: Fastball inside, get Uribe off the plate.
4th pitch: Slider… hanging slider. Uribe Swings…
I used to love this sight, no more.
All I see is the white palms of Uribe’s batting gloves.

SLY: “Mother F#4%ing Son of a B#$h!”
Mother: “Dead beat Son of a rats Fu*&$ing puke”
(Looks of horror from her children)
41,952 BOOOOOOOOOOOOOS shower Juan as he circles the bases.
3-2 for the Bad Guys.
Donny Baseball goes Jonathan Broxton for the save. Donny remembers the proper rules about visiting the mound this game.
Broxton gets to blow the game all on his own.
Freddy Sanchez does a flip job over Uribe’s head for a single.
Buster Posey (hitting 3rd) takes a walk.
Aubrey Huff hits a ball into triples alley. There is no throw. Posey scores standing.
Good Guys win 4-2.
Suck it Bums.
I stumble my way over to 21st Amendment where KJ and I discuss Juan Uribe as a Dodger. After 5 Brew-Free-Or-Die IPA’s I finally get it:
SLY: “I got it.”
KJ: “What do you got?”
SLY: “I understand why Juan left us?”
KJ: “Why did he?”
SLY: “He has to feed his children.”
KJ: “$3 Million wouldn’t feed his children? That’s a lot of money”
SLY: “$3 Million is a lot to you or me, but to a professional athlete it is not. As we learned from Patrick Ewing, athletes make a lot of money, but they spend a lot of money.”
KJ: “HotLanta Gentlemen Clubs.”
SLY: “Now you understand. He needs that extra money. I’ll break it down for you. Juan signed a 3 year deal. That means at least 3 trips to Atlanta over the next 3 years. That’s 3 opportunities to get himself in trouble at the Gentleman Clubs. I heard a stat on a blog where 1 out of every 3 trips to an Atlanta Gentlemen Club results in a lawsuit of some kind. He really is just protecting himself.”
KJ: “Makes sense to me, if you read it on a blog, it must be true.”
SLY: “Words don’t lie.”
I am certain this is the exact way April 11th, 2011 will play out.
Dodger fans, be warned.
You are bringing in a person who assaults Dodger fans.
He will hit you in the head with a baseball when you are not looking.
Watch the Slow-Mo.
Awesome. J
















































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