It's the sixth version of The Swamp. What could possibly go wrong?
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Yeah. If the goal of the American prison system is to scare educated people out of doing anything that might cause them to end up in prison, it's working.sancarlos wrote:I'm so so glad I never did anything to cause me to go to prison.
I literally just finished reading it and clicked over to The Swamp. You knew where it was going, but not to that extent.Ryan wrote:Go read the email of the week at the end of today's Funbag.
Did Pedro say he would pitch next week, then instead make a bunch of videos and ignore that he may need to pitch every once in a while?Johnny Carwash wrote:Magary is what Simmons would be today if he still had his fastball and was free from the constraints of a mainstream outlet.
(I still like Simmons more than most here, but he's essentially in the Pedro-Martinez-with-the-Mets phase of his career now.)
Yeah, holy shitvandwagon wrote:I literally just finished reading it and clicked over to The Swamp. You knew where it was going, but not to that extent.Ryan wrote:Go read the email of the week at the end of today's Funbag.
Blaming this collapse on head coach Randy Wittman probably isn't totally fair. A lot of very fluid stuff makes a basketball team successful or not, and plenty of it isn't under the coach's control. But, on a nightly basis, one of the opponents the Wizards compete against—in addition to, y'know, those guys with the other-colored shirts—is the observable and abundantly well-documented fact that offensive efficiency on a basketball court is a thing that exists. That's a battle Wittman has them fighting, on purpose, by design, and on top of their normal work duties. If Wittman is Ahab, reality is his white whale. How talented would the Wizards have to be to kill it?
Depending on your rooting interest, watching the Wizards play offense is either maddening and inexplicable, or hilarious, or both. A perfectly typical Wizards possession begins with John Wall bringing the ball up to the wing on one side of the floor, passing it to another player at the top of the arc, and then fighting his way through a forest of elbows in a long looping run along the baseline, to emerge beyond the arc on the opposite wing and catch a pass leading him away from the basket, whereupon the offense resets. It isn't done with the tempo crucial to making a ball-reversal work, and it doesn't lead into any subsequent action; other than burning off eight or so seconds of shot-clock that could have been spent on an actual effort to warp the defense or create a shot, and making Wall tired, it accomplishes nothing that could not be done simply by having Wall bring the ball up on the opposite side of the floor.
And this isn't even the dumbest way the Wizards routinely and deliberately work against themselves! That honor goes to the set in which Bradley Beal passes the ball to a big along the arc, then darts back and forth across the big's face, trying to shake his defender off so he can receive a handoff ... five feet from where he was standing when he made the initial pass, with both a defender and his teammate crowding him and his momentum stringing him out along the arc instead of carrying him toward the lane. Even in the rare instances in which this inexplicable, Sisyphean act of scripted nowhere-getting does not result in a frantic, fumbled handoff to a young shooting guard whose ballhandling is his most glaring weakness, it gets the Wizards nothing they couldn't get by having Beal just dribble to the wing his damn self and call for a screen. In either case, it wastes time another team might reasonably spend on trying to score some points.
It’s too bad, because Shayanna might well have made some NFL stud a very nice trophy wife.
That's about as brutal (and thorough) a critique of a media member as you will ever seen. One thing that's clear is that many of Whitlock's subordinates must hate working for him, for Deadspin to have gotten the type of detailed info that they did.
I hadn't even heard of this Undefeated site, but I found that article fascinating.Joe K wrote:That's about as brutal (and thorough) a critique of a media member as you will ever seen. One thing that's clear is that many of Whitlock's subordinates must hate working for him, for Deadspin to have gotten the type of detailed info that they did.
We had a few competitive (brink of too competitive) guys on a small rec coed team I put together this year. The kind of league where I played first base and took a beer with me, because you know, I couldn't be without access to alcohol for 10 minutes at a time. I now know it could always be worse. Who is friends with that guy leaving the voicemail? I can tolerate wanting to be competitive, but I would have thrown the 60 bucks that guy paid to get in back at him and told him to pound sand.mister d wrote:I've listened to this seemingly unembeddable audio a half dozen times and I can't stop laughing.
Not for those of us with short attention spans. I usually played shortstop or third base back when I was younger and played city rec league softball. Always had my head in the game. But, on the infrequent times I played outfield, I would daydream, look at girls, watch the game on the adjoining field... then near panic when I heard the bat hit the ball on my field and searched for where it was hit.mister d wrote:Not to mention the obvious: The OF is a lot more fun than the IF. I fought against a reverse move, but with a lot more tact.
mister d wrote:Not to mention the obvious: The OF is a lot more fun than the IF. I fought against a reverse move, but with a lot more tact.
Yea, my g/f has shown some competency for fielding so I let her play 2B once last season. She did OK, outside of a bit of lack of awareness of where to be when the ball was hit, but she came right back in and pulled me aside after watching what happened in the first inning and thanked me for having the brains to not put her at 3B. Can be scary.Giff wrote:When I first played in a softball rec league, I played with a friend and then a bunch of his girlfriend's co-worker I didn't know. They immediately put me at 3B which I thought was a compliment until I nearly had my head taken off about 82 times.
That's where everyone gets put to begin with. I loved it. I'm like Manny Machado crossed with Brooks Robinson, though.BSF21 wrote:Yea, my g/f has shown some competency for fielding so I let her play 2B once last season. She did OK, outside of a bit of lack of awareness of where to be when the ball was hit, but she came right back in and pulled me aside after watching what happened in the first inning and thanked me for having the brains to not put her at 3B. Can be scary.Giff wrote:When I first played in a softball rec league, I played with a friend and then a bunch of his girlfriend's co-worker I didn't know. They immediately put me at 3B which I thought was a compliment until I nearly had my head taken off about 82 times.
Also I agree, especially LF, LCF, and RCF. Easily the most active places in our league.
By far, the most work in our league was SS, LCF and LF, probably in that order. 3B a terrifying 4th. In the OF, you get to run around catching fly balls. In the IF, you have to worry about a public field bad hop hitting you in the dick. OF >>> IF.Gunpowder wrote:Fuck and nomister d wrote:Not to mention the obvious: The OF is a lot more fun than the IF. I fought against a reverse move, but with a lot more tact.
Which is even more impressive considering it was a Men's church league.Jerloma wrote:No way. 4-6-3 looks way cooler. Ball to the 2B side of the 4, 4 flips to the non-glove side of the 6, 6 barehands the flip as he gets to the bag and throws to the 3 while jumping over the slide. 6 gets up, wipes the dirt off his arm, gives a low-5 to the 4, walks back to short, notices how horny he just made that little Sasha Grey looking minx on the bench, gives her a wink and a smile, awaits inevitable blowjob.
That's how I rolled anyway.
I don't think you look like Sasha Grey at all.Jerloma wrote:No way. 4-6-3 looks way cooler. Ball to the 2B side of the 4, 4 flips to the non-glove side of the 6, 6 barehands the flip as he gets to the bag and throws to the 3 while jumping over the slide. 6 gets up, wipes the dirt off his arm, gives a low-5 to the 4, walks back to short, notices how horny he just made that little Sasha Grey looking minx on the bench, gives her a wink and a smile, awaits inevitable blowjob.
That's how I rolled anyway.
I turned a 6-6 once. After the third out was recorded (a soft liner by the next batter that I caught), the first basewoman informed me I should have thrown to first for the triple play.mister d wrote:If I turned 20, 18 were of the 6-6-3 variety. Looks the coolest anyway.