277!!
Jason Marquis joins the club, plunking Taveras and Biggio on consecutive pitches with 1 out in the 3rd. Biggio avoids having his first unplunked May since 1992.
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Dedicated to Craig Biggio and his (probably unintentional) Quest to break the all time major league career record for getting hit by pitches.
Jason Marquis joins the club, plunking Taveras and Biggio on consecutive pitches with 1 out in the 3rd. Biggio avoids having his first unplunked May since 1992.
Labels: Jason Marquis, plunks
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oooh yeah!!!! go Jason Marquis!!! look out Hughie Jennings! here comes Biggio y0 check it \m/
whew! I can let my breath out now.
Can I assume that we will soon hear from Cletus concerning chicken innards? I do hope so....
Them chicken guts deceived me. So did Madam Wong. I’m off to the shed to start from scratch. I’ll get back to you when I got me a new prognostication. I’m absolutely comfustigated.
Now if you ask me, and plenty folk do now and again, this here wait for the next official plunking of our man Craig “Target” Biggio is getting to the point of being thoroughly comfustigating. You might reckon that I was befudgerin’ with my last prognostication involving the reading of chicken entrails, but I weren’t. I followed the instructions as precisely as I knew how and everything Madam Wong told me to do, I did. Therefore I am bewildered and flummoxed as to why we had to witness such a draught of plunkings when the chicken guts informed us that the next one would come in Texas. It didn’t. Now, I assumed that “Texas” indicated either during a game at the BUS, or else during a game while visiting the Ballpark at Arlington – not that new stadium in Saint Louis – but that got me to commence thinking and I will now dispense with my 2¢ on the matter.
I don’t rightly know what I find more irritating; interleague play, the designated hitter, the mercy rule, aluminum bats, or corporate names being affixed to stadiums funded (at least in part) with tax revenue. They got the media lemmings over a barrel because if the lemmings don’t obey the corporate masters and use the corporate name when they refer to the stadium, then the lemmings don’t get media access in the future. So, pretty much all the lemmings across the land fall in to line and obey their masters and spit out the new name every time they mention the stadium.
Frankly, I done lost track. When I see that “Target” got plunked in “TechnoSoft Field” or “General Amalgamated Park” or “The Petro-Agro Dome” I got no idea where the plunking took place. I used to know the stadiums by name and could keep up with “Target’s” plunk reports but now the greedy Baseball Overlords are flip floppin’ the names around every few months and my noggin’ ain’t set up to acquire and absorb information that changes at such a rate. Take New Candlestick Stadium in San Francisco. The Overlords changed the name of that place about six times in quick succession. I got no idea what they call it these days, so I stick with “New Candlestick.”
I can hear you axin’ what in the world this has to do with plunkings because, after all, you done come here looking for information on plunkings and not some big boned feller in Chesterfield County’s personal opinions about such things as corporate names on stadia (no matter how erudite the opinion might be). Well, I reckon I need to show you the connection:
I’m fixin’ to give the chicken entrails a little more time – but not a lot more time. The Astros have themselves a 10 game home stand between the 2nd and 11th and that means they will be in The Bus, which means they will be in Texas, which was what the chicken guts indicated as the location of the next plunk. At least, that was my interpretation. I do not have the fortitude nor the constitution to wait until 30th June through 2nd July when the Astros visit the Ballpark at Arlington for their last opportunity this season for “Target” to get plunked while still in Texas, yet not in the BUS. Therefore I will see if the prognostication is realized during that 10 game home stand. If at the conclusion of the 11th June game against the Atlanta Braves there is still no plunking, then I will start using my new method.
In addition to this corporate naming business, there is another issue that chaps my hide – the “modern era” nonsense. I’ll pick that up at a later date, but I forewarn you now – I’m fixin’ to be riled up and bitter because the lemmings have started a new wave of use for that meaningless term.
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