Wednesday, October 27, 2010


I'm already getting a serious chub just thinking about tonight's opening game of the World Series pitching matchup. Tim "The Freak" Lincecum vs. Cliff "I want all your free agent dollars bitches" Lee. The San Francisco Giants have never won a World Series. The Texas Rangers have never won a World Series. Which ever team wins game 1 will most likely win the Series. It's just a fact. I'm too lazy to look it up but I'm almost positive 70% of the time it works all the time. You know both Lincecum and Lee are going to be sick tonight. Both will be pitching lights out and making pitches bend in unimaginable ways to fool hitters in a cool San Francisco night.

My gut says the Giants win it tonight. Lincecum is money at home and the Giants don't have a black version of Krusty the Clown managing their team in between snorting lines off bathroom urinals. Sure the Giants have a walking, talking, hurling version of a grown up Mitch Kramer but at least he can throw wicked sliders that the Rangers bats won't touch. You know the old adage good pitching beats good hitting? Well it does for the most part and this series will be no different.

The Giants win in 6. They got better pitching and their bullpen has been great. They have just enough hitting to bang out some runs with Buster Posey, Aubrey Huff, and Cody "Babe Ruth" Ross driving in the majority. The Rangers will get some runs behind Josh Hamilton and some spectacular defensive plays from Elvis Andrus but it won't be enough.

Take the dog here. Giants. Pass the bong Lincecum.


Bosh put on a hell of a performance as Tall Justice in this clip. Too bad he didn't do the same thing last night on the hardcourt. Of course I'm the idiot who decided to bet on the Heat in Boston. I figured since they got the holy trinity and every media pundit has been telling me how unstoppable they would be this season that it would be easy money. Not so fast my friends! Somehow the old ass geriatric Celtics with Shaq, KG, Pierce and Ray Allen hitting everything with his eyes closed won the game decisively. The fucking trinity didn't help by absolutely stinking up the joint. Well at least the Lakers came back to win my moneyline bet. The only way I can force myself to watch the NBA regular season is by throwing money on the action. Clearly I need to stop.