Sorry LL, I'm Calling it a Comeback


Ever have one of those times, when someone totally disses you and you have nothing to say back, only to think of the most amazing, devastating comeback, hours later and totally alone.

This happened for Dallas Braden. Except people were watching. Perhaps we all recall the hubbub about ARod running across the pitcher's mound while the A's Dallas Braden was warming up. Braden yelled at him, ARod was all "And you are?"

There is a new book about the unwritten rules (here is the book's site) that I am looking forward to reading. The author, via his website, has discussed the incident in depth. To some, it was not a known rule. I think ARod is in the wrong. Generally, because you don't usually see guys do it and so many talk about the right way to play the game, about respect and honour. It just seems a little bitchy to run across a pitcher's mound.

I'm also suspect because this is ARod . Yankee. Weirdo. Dandy. But more specifically, because this is ARod. The ARod who girlishly slapped Bronson Arroyo's arm to avoid being tagged in a playoff game. The ARod who yelled "Mine!" at Howie Clark, career minor leaguer, making Clark think John McDonald was calling him off. The ARod who pulls this shit despite being one of the best players ever. The ARod who said this, "He just told me to get off his mound. I was a little surprised. I'd never quite heard that. Especially from a guy that has a handful of wins in his career ... I thought it was pretty funny actually." Yeah, this guy is all class. Braden said ARod was too busy "tasting himself" to realize anything. Which I think is pretty funny. But the comeback to end all comebacks came today.

Dallas Mother Fuckin' Braden pitched a perfect game. Boy might have a handful of wins, Show Pony, but he was perfect against Tampa, one of the nastiest beasts of the AL East.


Braden lost his mother to cancer when he was a teenager, so for this to happen on Mother's Day added a dash of poetry. His grandmother, who raised him, was in the stands, and said, I quote "Stick it, ARod." Dude was 24th round pick. The best Hollywood hack couldn't have written this shit.

And for a comeback of a different kind, how about the Toronto Blue Jays? I was bored this afternoon, watching Alex Rios decide to use his considerable skills for once and violate his former team. With a pink bat. Ricky Romero was once again all over the place, Molina 2.o wasn't blocking very well. Vernon Wells showed up to play, but it just felt like we had to accept a split series. Fred Lewis, sensing both my boredom and Drew at Ghostrunner's love, smacked a massive 3-run homerun off struggling White Sox closer Bobby Jenks. I think Matt Thornton, who threw nothing but filth at the Jays, while they trembled in his presence, might soon be the new closer.

It was sweet.