The forthcoming Super Bowl means I’m busy with things that don’t often appear on this blog, but that doesn’t mean I can’t have fun doing them. I finally learned how to use SNY.tv’s new photo gallery tool last week, so now I can build up things for the site like this gallery of photos of Tom Coughlin looking exasperated. Click Coughlin’s cranky face to launch:
And topping that, we’ve also got this gallery I can’t claim responsibility for: A history of Bill Belichick’s hoodie. Come for the hatred, stay for the captions.
They cooked and baked, from regular bacon to home-made chicharron with fresh cheese. All the way up to the chocolate-covered bacon. Seriously. They ate and they drummed, they shouted and had fun, they cheered and they ate some more. And when the game was over, there was a spare plate left for Jeff Francoeur….
The next day, he walked out to his position before the game, carrying a signed baseball in his hand. He spotted the familiar faces, smiled and threw the baseball over the fence.
There was a hundred dollar bill rubber-tied to the baseball. And an inscription: “Beer or Bacon Dog on me. Jeff Francoeur.”
- Bojan Koprivica, Hardball Times.
Oh, Frenchy.
Via Craig Calcaterra.
It’s true. It’s the baseball-playing Matt installation of Tuiasosopo, not the footballing Marques, Zach or Manu.
Unfortunately, for a big guy with a football pedigree, Tuiasosopo has never really shown a hell of a lot of power in the Minors. He’s got a career .255/.360/.430 line in the hitter-friendly Pacific Coast League, though to his credit he has played his home games in Tacoma, hardly the league’s best place for mashing. That translates to a .223/.307/.357 line in the Majors at a neutral park.
The upside for Wally Backman and the good people of Buffalo is that Tuiasosopo plays all over the place. In the last two seasons with the Rainiers, he has logged time at all four infield positions — though only two games at shortstop — and both corner outfield spots. He strikes out a bunch and he hits right-handed, neither of which bodes well for his chances of spending any significant time with the big-league Mets. But he can draw a walk, and, you know, Moneyball.
Princess, the star of New Jersey’s Popcorn Park Zoo, has correctly picked the winner of five of the last six Super Bowls. She went 14 and 6 predicting regular season and playoff games this year, and has a lifetime record of 88-51.
Her pick this year: The New York Giants.
The Bactrian camel’s prognostication skills flow from her love of graham crackers. Zoo general manager John Bergmann places a cracker and writes the name of the competing teams on each hand. Whichever hand Princess nibbles from is her pick. On Wednesday, she made her pick with no hesitation at all, predicting bad news for Bill Belichick, Tom Brady and the New England Patriots, even though the Las Vegas oddsmakers have New England favored by about 3 points.
- Wayne Parry, Associated Press.
Really? We’re still doing stuff like this? I figured it would die out with the World Cup octopus, but then I guess I frequently underestimate people’s capacity for general silliness. We are, after all, still using a groundhog to forecast the weather.
But no one actually takes Groundhog Day seriously, right? Am I to take it that anyone, when really pushed, believes Princess the Particularly Lucky Camel can successfully predict the outcome of football games better than, say, a coin toss could? I doubt it, and even if there are a few people who do I strongly doubt they read this website, but just in case:
Camels can not read. Since I have no means of communicating with camels I have no way to confirm this, but I doubt camels understand the rules of American football or even the concept of competitive sport. If you can get a camel to explain to me the distinction between roughing the kicker and running into the kicker, I might at least listen to what it had to say about the outcome of the Super Bowl. But I refuse to buy that camels can just magically, psychically see into the future, because if they could I suspect there’d be a lot more camels.
Since switching leagues:
Craig Calcaterra from HardballTalk joins Toby, Patrick and yours truly to help talk Braves as we kick off our NL East previews. Plus, a bunch of stuff about how the Mets’ pitching staff probably plays in pickup basketball games:
On iTunes here.
That’s the Johnsonville sausage and egg wrap, according to the AP photo wire.
So what’s there? Looks pretty obviously like it’s wrapped up and grilled in their quesadilla press like the CrunchWrap Supreme. And there’s a big, flat sausage patty with some scrambled eggs and cheddar cheese. Hard to mess that up, though I might appreciate some sort of sauce. I guess I could always add my own, but that’s tricky with this type of product: You don’t want to compromise the intricate wrapping they’ve done to keep it portable.
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