Results tagged ‘ Emilio Bonifacio ’
OH DEAR. (No, you can’t spell Burke Badenhop without it. Thank you for asking.)
The Marlins are trying to kill us.
Fish fans all over the world danced through the streets Tuesday, shedding tears of joy and relief at the news the Marlins had at last called up third baseman Gaby Sanchez from Triple-A New Orleans.
Somebody Fetch Me My Antidepressants
Sunday’s game was a pretty big one for the Marlins. Unfortunately, somebody forgot to mention that to Andrew Miller.
With two outs and the pitcher at bat, that elusive third out evaded Andrew again. Three singles later, the bases were loaded, and Miller hit Chase Utley to score the first run of the game. Things went (even more) downhill from there. By the time he was yanked, Andrew had given up four runs on six hits and four walks.
The Golden Hooks
While the rest of the nation enjoyed the All-Star Game (aka The Annual Giving of Home Field Advantage to the American League), HLD&S was busy hosting its semi-annual Golden Hook Awards.
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1) Matt Cain is annoying.
2) If you are planning to give up a home run to Pablo Sandoval, Sean West, it is probably best not to first give up a double and two walks to load the bases.
3) It is significantly more difficult to win a game when your best hitter is sitting out due to an injury.
4) If you are planning to write a recap of a game, it is probably best to stay awake for more than five innings of said game.
Stormy No Longer Raining on Your Parade.
In other late-breaking news, the Marlins and Ricky Nolasco won game two against the Orioles, extended the team’s winning streak to four games, and are a game over .500.
Another Stormy Night at Land Shark Stadium.
HLD&S EYEWITNESS ACCOUNT
O Canada
Well I don’t know about you, but I sure am enjoying our neighbors to the North! And I’m willing to bet Cody Ross is seriously considering some kind of dual citizenship right about now…
Fan Flu and Fish Firsts
Yes, I have been MIA for a while. Thank you for noticing. This past week I have been battling with an illness that I have termed “fan flu,” since I’m 99% positive that I contracted this particular strain of unidentified illness at Land Shark Stadium over the weekend.
When I Snap My Fingers, You Will Wake Up and Stop Sucking…
Emilio Bonifacio, you are getting verrrrrrrry sleeeeepy. You are reverting back to the first week of the 2009 season, when it looked as though you sort of knew how to play baseball. You are remembering how to hit the ball– somewhere other than into the glove of a waiting fielder. You are bunting for base hits. You are batting .485 with an OBP of .899 (give or take). You are stealing multiple bases per game. You are not getting picked off of said bases due to real bad base running. You are not missing squeeze signs or failing to throw out runners with the speed of one-legged turtles. You are not striking out repeatedly. You are not having your third oh-fer in a row. You are not sucking. I repeat, you are not sucking. *snap*


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