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    Hahahah.....i loved it. I gained alot of respect for Carrasco....A roookie throwin at heads. Next time dont stare a homerun down when its 8-0.


    I'm lovin the Ubaldo Jiminez trade even tho we gave up two prime prospects, you gotta go for it now, but we will have him for 3 years so its all good, Plus he's got a tradable contract if we somehow suck.


    But we desperately need Sizemore and Choo back cuz this team can't hit worth a fuck. But i love the pitching staff now.


    Jiminez, Masterson, Tomlin, Carmona, Carrasco
    Look eye, always look eye.

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    we are 1.5 games out....the race has just begun. We picked up an ace, and were getting two stars back this month.


    The White Sox gave up on the season when they traded Edwin Jackson. Probably the most disappointing team in baseball.
    Look eye, always look eye.

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    --Radio host Tony Bruno calls Ramirez an ‘illegal alien’

    http://sports.yahoo.com/mlb/blog/big...rn=mlb-wp15190



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    Dan Uggla got robbed of a hit last night and now his streak is over at 32. No one's ever gonna catch Joe D.

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    Congrats to Thome and for not using steroids to get to 600, like some other recent players have done.



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    ^^^prove it.
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    Jeter at .291 now went 4-5 last night 2-5 tonight, I think he's gonna be .300 by the end of the year. And good for Thome.

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    --Flanagan death ruled suicide by medical examiner

    BALTIMORE (AP)—Former Cy Young award winner Mike Flanagan died of a self-inflicted shotgun wound to the head, the Maryland medical examiner ruled Thursday.

    A police investigation revealed that the 59-year-old pitcher was upset about financial issues. He left no note.

    Flanagan’s body was found Wednesday afternoon about 250 feet behind his home. An investigation showed he was home alone when he took his life.

    Flanagan won the Cy Young Award in 1979 and helped the Baltimore Orioles win the 1983World Series. After his retirement, he worked for the Orioles as a coach and in the front office before settling into a job as color commentator on the team’s broadcast network.

    Flanagan was scheduled to work this weekend’s series against the New York Yankees.

    “He was looking forward to broadcasting the Yankees series coming up. He was doing something he loved,” said Jim Duquette, who teamed with Flanagan from 2005-07 to attempt to rebuild the Orioles.

    According to police, Alex Flanagan last spoke to her husband about 1 a.m. Wednesday. She told police he sounded upset, and he promised he would talk to her later.

    When Alex Flanagan did not hear from her husband, she called a neighbor to check on him. The neighbor went to the home and called 911 after failing to find him.

    Police discovered a body on the property but could not immediately determine the identity because the wounds were so severe.

    There was a moment of silence at Yankee Stadium on Thursday before New York faced the Oakland Athletics. Flanagan’s picture was posted on the video board.

    Flanagan was a crafty left-hander who went 167-143 with a 3.90 ERA over 18 seasons with Baltimore and Toronto.

    He was 141-116 with Baltimore and is a member of the team’s Hall of Fame. Flanagan was also the final Oriole to pitch at Memorial Stadium, Baltimore’s home from 1954-1991.

    During that appearance out of the bullpen, Flanagan struck out Detroit’s Dave Bergman and Travis Fryman, much to the delight of the 50,700 fans that filled the old ballpark one last time.

    “He was a wonderful individual and a true Oriole who led by example, played the game with class and brought a lot of happiness to Orioles’ fans over his career. He will be missed tremendously by so many people,” said Mike Gibbons, executive director of Sports Legends Museum & the Babe Ruth Birthplace.

    The Flanagan family issued this statement Thursday: “We thank you for your support and kind words at this difficult time. Thank you for respecting our privacy as we grieve. A private memorial will be held at a later date.”



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    3 grannys in 1 game....an all time record...the bombers of course.

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    Your dad looked pissed, Check.

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    Red Sox bout to give up the Wild Card to Tampa

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    602 for the God

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    LOS ANGELES – Don Newcombe, 85, hoisted himself from a seat behind home plate, bowed his head and asked his wife, Karen, if she would excuse him.

    She grinned and nodded, then watched him saunter toward the rear of the batting cage, where several players had gathered on a late afternoon at Dodger Stadium.

    Bent slightly from his sternum, Don stepped from the warning track dirt onto the green grass, at which point he became “Newk,” the iconic right-hander from a generation of Brooklyn Dodgers, and a real-life traveler from the summer of ’55.

    His suit falls gracefully over his thick, towering frame. His tie is done in a perfect Windsor. His fedora, which he tips respectfully to the ladies, is old-school cool.

    At a time when the local ballclub has exhausted the patience of even its most forgiving followers, Newk is a dignified symbol of its past. He arrived in the big leagues two years and a month after Jackie Robinson. Six decades later he bears the same composure, wears the same Dodger colors and elicits the same deep respect.

    That afternoon, like most afternoons, Newk was looking for one man in particular. He likes them all, of course, the young men who toil at a game in which he’s so familiar. But, one, he’s special.

    “Almost like a son to me, to us,” he said, motioning toward Karen in the stands.

    Matt Kemp(notes) greeted Newk with his arms wide.

    Newk took two more shuffling steps and wrapped Kemp in a hug. With his left hand, Newk stealthily reached down and reinserted Kemp’s inside out and flapping back pocket.

    There’s a way to wear the uniform, the gesture said, a way to present yourself, a way to be a pro’s pro.

    Just like Newk.

    Fifty-five years ago, he was the National League’s MVP, along with its Cy Young Award winner. It was the year he won 27 games, the year after he won 20.

    Now, the man in his arms was having the kind of season that could result in an MVP award, and that could end in the NL’s first Triple Crown since 1937. With three games to play, all of them in the hitters’ park that is Arizona’s Chase Field (where he has batted .292 in 2011 and .304 in his career), Kemp is batting .324 with 37 home runs and 120 RBI. He is .009 points behind Ryan Braun(notes) (and .007 behind Jose Reyes(notes)) in the batting race, tied with Albert Pujols(notes) in home runs and leading the league in RBI by five.

    Newk nodded at such statistical excess, at the transformation of Matt Kemp from drowning talent to relentless gamer.

    “He is a wonderful young man,” Newk said. “He has his idiosyncrasies. But who doesn’t have idiosyncrasies? Those who don’t know him, they ought to change their minds.”

    True enough, over six months now, from the reliable effort to the steady eye contact, he is a different player and a different man. He looks especially good standing beside the gentlemanly Newk, nodding through intimate conversations, laughing at inside jokes, promising to keep an eye on that stray pocket.

    “He respects me and I respect him,” Newk said. “It doesn’t hurt to take some of your wisdom and try to pass it along. He’s going to learn this game. When he does, he’s a Hall of Famer.

    “Matt Kemp can do whatever he decides to do.”

    Sometimes, Kemp and Newk communicate without a word. Their eyes meet and Newk cocks an eyebrow, asking what the game will bring, and Kemp nods, answering that he’s going to hit four balls hard tonight.

    The sun fell behind the stadium late that afternoon, turning the air cool. Kemp returned to the batting cage, touching Newk’s shoulder as he did. Newk gripped Kemp’s elbow, gave it a shake, and turned to go. He’d take Karen to dinner, then get back in time to watch those four at-bats.

    Kemp watched Newk leave.

    “Yeah, yeah,” Kemp said warmly. “He’s my dawg.”



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