Showing posts with label interweb gallivanting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label interweb gallivanting. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Russell Branyan is someone's idea of slugger

About 10 years ago, in an age before blogs (really!) and such, people used to fart about on newsgroups, which were essentially long email trails populated in general by anonymous strangers with similar interests. (My, haven't things changed...Progress!!!1) Newsgroups were generally a tremendous waste of time, due in large part to the fact that you had to sift through post after post of idiotic blowhards who regarded a given newsgroup as their personal fiefdoms. They would look upon these online fora as the perfect venue into which they would unleash their wisdom upon the apparently unwashed, stupid masses.

(And don't get us wrong: We get that we do pretty much the same thing. But we'd like to think that we are vaguely entertaining and occasionally insightful...plus, we have pictures!)

We mention all of this because the talk last night about the Jays possibly showing some interest in Russell Branyan reminded us of one particularly obnoxious goof who used to regularly excrete his unbridled manlove for the big whiffing slugger when he was still a prospect in the Indians system. The poster, who went by the name Greyjay, would endlessly prattle on about how incredibly prescient and insightful he was, and how the multitude of absurd trades that he would suggest were the only path to glory for the Jays. (At some point, he was pretty much tossing Halladay into whatever package as a throw-in, while advocating the acquisition of Tony Armas Jr.)

Mostly, though, this dude would go on at length about how the Jays were stupid not to make a trade to get Branyan, as he was virtually guaranteed to hit 40 homers and drive in 125 runs every year. (And for those of you playing along at home, Branyan set career highs in those categories last season...with 31 homers and 76 RsBI.)

We're not sure what ever became of that dude, although we've occasionally convinced ourselves that he was either Bob Elliot or Richard Griffin. Considering the condescending tones of his writing, and the love of Canadian players and Expos, we could make an argument for either one. Whoever it was, we wonder today if he's be thrilled to see Branyan on the Jays radar, even if it is a decade later than he expected. At the very least, the guy would have to be impressed that the Jays could still acquire Branyan after his best season in the majors, especially considering that the other object of his affections in those days was the otherworldly talent of Ruben Mateo.

Our thoughts on Branyan
Even if he did manage to put up some numbers last season, Branyan is still an all-or-nothing hack machine, and moreover, one coming off a back injury that contributed to his posting a .688 OPS in the second half of last season.

He can scarcely play a position in the field (he's a -10.0 UZR at third for his career), and his presence would merely add to the log jam of LF/1B/DH types on the roster.

So, no, we're not a fan.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Dear Jillian Barberie, or Reynolds, or whatever

How's it goin'? We're doin' okay ourselves.

So listen: we've gotta talk. Now, we don't want you to take this the wrong way, because we're big fans. Really. When it comes to smokin' hot cougars from Burlington, you're definitely somewhere in the general vicinity of the upper half of our list.

And moreover, we think it's totally peachy that you lost all that weight through the twin miracles of Nutrisystem and childbirth. Good on ya.

But could you do us a favour and stop following us around the internet? Seriously, at least twice a day, you suddenly appear on our screen. It could be a baseball blog, or it might be a webring on commedia dell'arte...it almost doesn't matter. Because wherever we go, there you are in all of your blonde, bronzed, bikinied glory.

It's starting to freak us out. So be a sweetie and make it stop.

Many thanks,

The Tao

P.S. Say hi to Joe Buck for us.

Monday, August 18, 2008

Rainy days and Mondays, and this is where you end up



Sometimes, it's hard to even remember how your gallivanting about the interwebs brings you to some thing of such sublime absurdity.

We think we started by looking to see when the mighty Thor was going to stop hammering us with angry thunderbolts of lightening, and suddenly we're watching a slow motion video of the lovely and beguiling Weather Network anchor Emily Vukovic gesticulating in slow motion to the timeless strains of K.C. and the Sunshine Band.

And this has nothing to do with the Jays, but frankly, when you come across something as unexpected as this, you want to share it if only to prove to yourself that it actually happened.

God bless Emily (the newly minted Official Weather Forecaster of the Tao of Stieb), and god bless her overly enthusiastic fans. Shake shake shake.