Showing posts with label johan santana. Show all posts
Showing posts with label johan santana. Show all posts

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Mark Buerhle Owns You All

By now you know that the White Sox's Mark Buerhle has pitched a no-hitter, etching himself in the history books with legends like Bud Smith and Hideo Nomo. Buerhle only walked one and worked a quick two hour game. Perhaps he has finally rediscovered awesome 2005 Buerhle and ditched fantasy baseball-killing 2006 Buerhle. All kidding aside, it was a great job by the lefty. Seriously Mark, kudos and congratulations and salutations and whatever.

I don't write this blog to praise others. I write it to piss you off. That's right, you. But today I am going to try to be less offensive by simply playing oddsmaker. Who will be the next pitchers to pitch no-hitters? I'll set the odds with the assistance of my odds-monkey, Dr. Orgasmo. (That's the good doctor in the picture above)

5:1 Johan Santana- Johan is the Sandy Koufax of our generation. He's left-handed and can buzz you with the heater or drop the dirty change. His name also sounds Swedish, which is a huge plus.

9:1 Jeff Weaver- Bums like Jeff always seem to walk into the no-no's. Weaver is just crazy and lucky enough to do the same. His name also sounds Swedish, which is a huge plus. (Dr. Orgasmo insists this is true but I have to disagree)

20:1 David Wells- The diabetes ain't helping the cause but the Hefty, I mean Morbidly Obese, Lefty might have one more magical start in the tank. He's a True Yankee and True Yankees never ever ever fail to deliver the magical goodness. (Dr. Orgasmo insists there are many Yankees who are not good at baseball and have no "magical goodness." The good doctor is a real downer)

50:1 Rick Vanden Hurk- Who? Exactly. He pitches for the Marlins, a team that already had a no-hitter last year from Anibal Sanchez. Vanden Hurk has the combination of anonymity and an amazing foreign-sounding name to become a baseball immortal. And yes, his name actually sounds Swedish. (Oh shit, according to Yahoo! he was born in the Netherlands which means he is actually a foreigner and most likely a fan of Bjork. Dr. Orgasmo has similar musical tastes)

300:1 Carl Pavano- "Pittsburgh, PA- Carl Pavano's first start as a Pittsburgh Pirate was truly magical. Pavano pitched 9 glorious innings en route to the second no-hitter of the 2007 season. He walked one and struck out fourteen Cardinals, looking every bit the dominating player he was thought to be. Pavano expressed joyful relief after retiring the final batter. 'After the Yankees put me on waivers, I thought my career was over,' said the right-handed hurler. 'But thanks to my loving girlfriend, my faith in God, and the sudden disappearance of numerous injuries, I now feel that I can play a part on this great Pirates team.' Pavano and the Pirates are now atop the Central Division, while his former employers the Yankees sit in fourth place after a 14-2 loss at the hands of the surging Tampa Bay Devil Rays..." (Seriously Dr. Orgasmo, go fuck yourself. That will never happen. The Yankees rule.)

10,000:1 Dr. Orgasmo- You are a failure, doctor. Monkeys can't pitch because they don't have adequate motor skills. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. (I must concede that you have excellent aim when throwing your clumps of feces. You're the Greg Maddux of shit-tossing)

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Santana to Twins: More Money, Bitch


SI's Jon Heyman (the Sports Illustrated version of ESPN's nebish, lovable, virginity-ridden John Clayton) reports that Twins ace Johan Santana has rejected the Twins' offer to add 18 million dollars per year for two years to his current contract. A club option would be included for the 2011 season. Santana says that he will not negotiate with the Twins until he hits the open market in 2008. Even though Jon HEY MAN! broke the scoop, I was fortunate enough to be the proverbial fly on the wall during Santana's recent contract negotiations.

Twins GM Terry Ryan: That is the offer, Johan. You will receive a pay increase that will bring your salary to 18 million dollars per year. A club option will be included for 2011.
Twins Ace Johan Santana: More money, bitch
TR: I understand that you want a contract like Barry Zito's. Unfortunatly, we are small-market franchise and cannot afford to pay that much for a starting pitcher.
JS: But bitch, I need more money. How will I be able to build a parking garage for my gold-plated escalade collection? How will I be able to buy a small Balkan country and rule over it as the mighty warlord, Johan the III?
TR: We are still offering you fine compensation for your services. 18 million is as high as I can go under my budget constraints.
JS: Mr. Rhino, bitch-
TR: It's Ryan. My name is Terry Ryan.
JS: Ok Tim, but my point is that the Yankees, Red Sox, Mets, and Giants can give me more money, bitch. The Giants GM promised me an offer of 70 years, 990 million when I go on the free agent market. He even promised to throw in the zebra farm I demanded.
TR: You might not even be alive in 70 years. What a moron...
JS: Bitch, can you even offer me one zebra? I'm getting a farm from the Giants dude and my agent tells me the old guy over in New York promised me 40,000-seat arena for chimpanzee gladiator games. And I can be the commissioner of the whole chimp-fighting league!
TR: Jesus Christ. Ok, how about this? I'll give you the 18 million through 2011 plus a rare albino zebra from the plains of Zimbabwe.
JS: Bitch, I want a Portugese sex slave too.
TR: What?
JS: And he better be Portugese.
TR: He? What? Who? My God...I don't know what to say.
JS: Good, because unless I get my sex slave, zebra farm, escalade garage, balkan country, more than 990 million, and a life-size bobble-head doll made entirely out of sour onion ruffles, I am ending negotiations.
TR: I think we can call it a day.
JS: Ok Theo Ringold, I'll see you later. Hey Manuel, bring out the Hummer! I want to drive around St. Paul and mock poor people again.