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Impressively avoiding being poisoned by the franchise's disappointments recent and ancient, Jim Caple of ESPN.com ranks the Dodgers 22nd out of 30 teams on his "MLB Misery Index."
"The Misery Index is a 60-point system that measures two types of fan misery," Caple writes, "despair (produced by losing seasons) and pain (brought on by agonizing ends to winning seasons)." The Dodgers score high on recent despair and historic pain (Bobby Thomson, 1962 and the Yankees figure in there), but all in all, a sour 2005 shouldn't prevent us from realizing that we've had it pretty good. The Giants ranked No. 5 among the miserable.
Stan from Tacoma
Anyway, I've always thought that Piladelphia fans of any sport were the most miserable.
Anyhow, hassling a customer because of sports team differences belongs in bars not Abruzzi's ( a chic italian eatery). It's the fact that an employee who wasnt my waiter went out of his way to interrupt my romantic evening just to say Dodgers suck, that shows how miserable some of these fans are. However I'm not too mad about because the wine ended up being free.
Does anyone know what a "whipper" is, and how one would go about snapping it?
One might imagine that the term derives from the understandable temptation among more productive citizens to "snap a whip" at such sullen layabouts, but the whips in question actually belonged to the whippersnappers themselves. Such ne'er-do-wells were originally known as "whip snappers" in the 17th century, after their habit of standing around on street corners all day, idly snapping whips to pass the time. The term was been based on the already-existing phrase, "snipper-snapper," also meaning a worthless young man, but in any case, "whip snapper" became "whippersnapper" fairly rapidly.
Unless the room happened to be a synagogue.
Same with the sun. Even with sunglasses, the glare kills me without a hat.
But yeah, I usually doff indoors.
Back on topic it is no wonder that Giant fans hate us and are a miserable sort after all the years they finished 2nd to us going back to the old NY days. They have 1951 and 1962 to make up for it but really what does it mean when they were unable to win the whole thing. I always likened the 62 McCovey rocket at Bobby Richardson to the Lakers/Celtic game when some player won the championship in the early 60's with a shot that bounced off the rim, up it went to and then through the net for the most heartbreaking shot in Laker history. I was to young to see either but they are forever stored in the sports lore section of my brain. Ticks me off I can't think of the Celtic who made the shot. I'm sure someone here can help me out. Nelson?
Bottom line, we're just tougher than the Chicago people. We don't need no stinkin' coatracks.
I actually know women who hate LA because they don't get to wear their nice coats often enough. For some reason, I don't mind the perpetually nice weather. Just me, I guess.
Yeah, it was Don Nelson, though I thought it was the late 60s. Was that the game when Jack Kent Cooke had the balloons in the rafters?
I look forward to having a nice coat...
And yes it was that game and your right it was late 60's not early 60's.
I found it funny that someone from Chicago would ask why we don't have hat and coat racks. Doesn't he watch the Rose Bowl:)
The wind off of Lake Michigan would strip an Angeleno right to the bone without the proper LL Bean attire. I have always been frustrated that my wife bought me a great LL Bean stadium coat and never had an excuse to wear it. Finally made a trip to Chicago and was able to break it out. The ladies do look sharp in their coats.
The complaining women just need to be perpetually cold (as in temperature, not personality) like my girlfriend. She has plenty of opportunities to wear her nice coats because she is always freaking cold.
So it is just not my wife:)
My wife uses the aforementioned coat to walk the dog when it is 65 degrees. I'm wearing shorts and sandals and she's bundled up like an eskimo.
As for California not having coat and hat racks, they had them when I lived in Spain, is the weather in LA that much nicer than Madrid?
At the end of Fred Roggin's sportscast last night, he told us that he had a mostly off-the-record lunch with Frank McCourt yesterday, he may have talked about on his radio show yesterday, hasn't mentioned it today so far.
Anyway, he led off the commentary by saying that he has been critical of the Dodgers for the last few months but after having lunch, he said that all he could say is that his concerns about the team, finances and management has been alleviated for now. He now believes the future is bright in Dodger land.
What was the topic again?
To complete the, I'll-never-get-tired-of-this-bit circle, Alex Cora would have come up with a funnier quote.
Piazza has announced he will retire and was hired to be the assistant GM, replacing Kim who has left to be the mediator over the Boston trifeca. In coming back into the Dodger fold he has announced that he will wear his "Dodger Hat" into the HOF and that he has had an empty feeling in the pit of his stomach ever since he left involuntarily. He would become the 1st Los Angeles position player to wear a Dodger hat into the HOF.
Oops, just woke up from my nap. Sorry about that dream.
Oh right, hats. How's this one:
"I hate the f***ing Hat matrix" -- D4P, statistics student.
Excellent Careers for 2006
By Marty Nemko
U.S. News & World Report
http://biz.yahoo.com/special/job06_article1.html
Librarian. This is an underrated career. Most librarians enjoy helping patrons dig up information. They learn in the process and keep up to date on the latest books and online resources. The need for librarians, unfortunately, may decline because search engines make it easy for patrons to find information without a librarian's help. The job growth for librarians will be in nontraditional settings: corporations, nonprofit organizations, and consulting firms.
Isn't that why we love the game? Of all the sports baseball is the most hearbreaking and heartwarming all determined by one lousy inch on every play.
I have nice flip flops (tommy bahamas) mid range flip flops (quicksilver) and cheapies. I own no pants anymore except for work and one pair in case of emergancy. (khakis)
It's shorts the rest of the way.
Somewhere in her little cube, my wife is freezing right now.
The best purchase I've ever made is my pair of Chakos from REI. They're much sturdier and easier to walk in than flip flops, though you miss out on the fun "flip" noise.
"A hat should be taken off when you greet a lady and left off for the rest of your life. Nothing looks more stupid than a hat." --P.J. O'Rourke, Modern Manners.
Have you ever seen P.J. O'Rourke? He has more hair than a five year old before his fist hair cut. He has two heads of hair. Easy for him to say that about hats. Now if you pulled out a Yule Brenner quote on hats you might have convinced me.
I would've expected the Dodgers to be higher (lower?) in the misery rankings but maybe I've been hanging around here too long. :-)
To reclaim my manhood, here's a link to what may be the funniest essay in the English language from the last century, O'Rourke's High Speed Performance Characteristics of Pickup Trucks:
http://rinkworks.com/rinkforum/messages/8087.shtml
I remember doing some research on that sweep as it is one of my Dodger highlights and for years I felt the same way as you about Fernando. However I found that Fernando had pitched two innings on Friday night and it would have been wrong to have him start on Monday with two days rest at his age. I still make a reflex choking sound when Goltz is mentioned.
Sweet! A hat matrix reference! I actually laughed out loud. Snorted, really, I guess.
Alas!
http://tinyurl.com/9tb6s
I also love watching students scurry across campus, late for class or whatever, trying to run in those things, and falling on their faces. Really funny, and surprisingly frequent.
OTOH, I'm sick of looking at dirty feet. At least most of the girls have the good taste to get pedicures, but the guys are just stank.
I also wonder how many car accidents are attributable to those damn things.
But all of that is minor, compared to my biggest pet peeve. Students, especially women, who come to class wearing those things, and often precious little else, and then complain that the classroom is too cold. Or even having the chutzpah to get up and adjust the thermostat up to 80 or so. My response is "me professor...me control room temperature....you put some freakin' clothes on, or stop whining...." Or something like that. The best variation on this theme is about this time of year, when it's cooler, and girls come to class wearing hats, scarves, gloves, sweaters or parkas... and flip-flops. And they actually wonder why they're still cold. Makes me feel old and sad. I fear for the future of the species.
Yours truly,
-Professor Curmudgeon
Good stuff. Flip flops aside, are you happy with your career choice?
Cracked us all up.
We don't have that problem where I teach at the Naval Academy. =)
WWSH
Funny story. I was approaching the elevators of my building, and saw a kid in front of me, heading the same way. He was holding his cell phone in one hand, jabbering away, and his pants in the other, because otherwise, they'd have fallen to the ground ("sagging," the kids call it). And scooting along in his F-Fs, because his pants were low enough to interfere between the flop and the heel. Or was it the flip? Anyway, he got up to the elevator, only to realize that he was out of hands, and couldn't push the button. I'd caught up by now (walking in normal shoes and hands-free pants), and could easily have reached and hit the button myself, but I was curious. He made several false moves toward the button, trying to hit it with the elbow of the pants-hand, then with the elbow of the phone-hand, then with a knee, but the crotch of his pants was so low as to preclude raising of said knee, all to no avail. Eventually, he figured it out, and ended his phone call. It was all I could do to hold my bladder.
Is it contradictory to fear for the future of the species and simultaneously wish that evolution would just hurry the hell up? I'm betting his SAT score was 1550.
What kind of "professor" shoes do you wear?
If I was a SNL writer I'd make a skit about that ASAP.
Have you taught anywhere else?
http://tinyurl.com/9gg46
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58 , 60 - Ah, but do you guys have messy beards?
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