August 16, 2006

Bloody Ball

I don't know what it is about me but I like a good fight.
Now, I don't get the opportunity to actually fight with someone but I like watching a good knockdown drag out fight.
I love it when someone gets mad enough to just go after someone.
I think that's why I like hockey. I don't really give a shit who's scoring goals, I just want to see some toothless Canadian throw down his gloves and start whaling on another toothless Canadian.

But nothing is more exciting than a bench-clearing brawl in a baseball game.
I was hoping for one while the Astros were playing the Cubs.

The night before last, I watched the catcher, Michael Barrett and the pitcher, Carlos Zambrano get frustrated with the umpires bad pitching calls. After a really good pitch being called a ball, Barrett comes out of his catchers crouch and stands in front of homeplate, giving a sign to everyone out on the field. I was watching the game with my Astro-loving mother and I said, "He's telling Zambrano to hit the batter, I just know it."
The very next pitch caught Aubrey Huff in the middle of the back and took him down.
He finally got up and took his base. The fans were pissed. They booed Zambrano all night.

Later, I can't remember if it was Oswalt or a relief pitcher but he hit one of the Cubs guys and it seemed intentional to me.
Tensions were high.

Last night, Roger Clemens was up to bat and that little pipsqueak pitcher Matteo HITS Clemens.
Roger Clemens is such a big, strong dude that the ball sort of hit his arm and just dropped.
The Rocket doesn't give much away, he just glanced over at the pitcher's mound as if to say "Don't worry, young grasshoppah, I'm about to take you to school."
Unfortunately, the next time it was Matteos turn to bat, a pinch hitter was put in.
The crowd was unhappy. Roger didn't care, he quickly fired a ball right into the batter's left arm.

Of course the crowd cheered and the umpire came unglued.

God, how I wanted a fight. I wanted someone to charge the mound and the players to come flying out of their dugouts!
What is wrong with me that I'm so blood-thirsty? Is it the violent world we now live in? Is it television or movies? Is it rap music?

Or is the sight of a bunch of men beating the shit out of each other something a woman's dreams are made of?

Posted by De at August 16, 2006 04:26 PM | TrackBack
Comments

I live for bench-clearing brawls in Major League Baseball. I am STILL reliving the moment when Varitek shoved his glove in A-Rod's face - which led to a melee on the field between the two teams, a free for all - full of HATRED and PENTUP RAGE. Also - seeing Gabe Kapler with a big feckin' CUT on his cheek because he has been punched? Please. Love it. Especially cause we won that game, though. If we hadn't won that game - I might not have such fond memories of that fight - You gotta come back after a fight like that and then just WIN.

Posted by: red at August 17, 2006 07:03 AM

I'm so glad someone else feels this way!
The bad thing is that the Astros didn't go on to win this game. After all that posturing and tit for tat, they lost!

You're right. After a big fight, you HAVE to win the game!

Posted by: De at August 17, 2006 11:53 AM

I am not a sports person.
It sounds like you had a great time.

Have a wonderful day!
*^_^
(=':'=) hugs
(")_ (")Š from da Raggedy one

Posted by: Raggedy at August 17, 2006 12:54 PM

I remember that Red Sox melee well. I was astounded. I remember when hockey was the only violent sport. Now they all fight. Personally the novelty has kind of paled for me.

Posted by: Libby at August 17, 2006 04:43 PM

Bitch, you ain't knowin' nothin' about fightin'. Baseball players can't fight. Watching them fight is like watching a nigger with a book. Fuck knows he can't read it, and he ain't gonna fool no one by pretendin'.

Posted by: DrReverend at August 17, 2006 06:09 PM

Well that's kind of a comment killer.

Posted by: colin at August 18, 2006 06:24 PM