The time has finally come where I can no longer identify as a Baltimore Orioles fan. My last straw with the team was their failure to resign outfielder Adam Jones. Instead, yesterday Jones signed a one-year, $3 million contract with the Arizona Diamondbacks.
Manny Machado’s long wait is over. The San Diego Padres signed the 26-year-old free-agent to a 10-year, $300 million contract.
Police in Texas arrested former Major League Baseball pitcher and World Series MVP John Wetteland. Authorities charged Wetteland with continuous sex abuse of a child under age 14.
According to a consolidated complaint and probable cause affidavit, Wetteland is accused of having a child perform a sex act on him, beginning in 2004 when the child was 4, and that it happened twice more during a two-year period.
John Wetteland is a disgusting person
I don’t understand people like Wetteland, people who view children as sexual objects. Are there people who sexually objectify children but never act on their depraved and twisted urges? Are there celibate pedophiles? It’s impossible to know. It’s not like someone is going to admit they’re sexually attracted to children, but they refuse to act on it. However, unfortunately, it seems like there are no shortages of pedophiles acting on their urges.
Looking at children as sexual objects is a mental sickness. Acting on it is a crime against humanity. The world and society would be a better place if pedophiles took their own life before acting out on their sexual desires.
The problem with collecting sports memorabilia
I pity any John Wetteland memorabilia collectors out there. I’m sure they exist. I have to imagine their collections are now worthless. Beyond worthless. They would have to pay someone to take their collection to the landfill.
That’s one of the many problems with collecting sports memorabilia. You never know when an athlete is going to do something horrible. As a rule, it’s better to collect dead player memorabilia. There’s zero chance they’re going to do something awful. That said, just because they’re dead doesn’t mean they’re immune from controversy. You never know when an old woman is going to come forward and recount the five years your favorite dead athlete held her against her will in his secret sex dungeon.
You just never know. That’s why you’re better off collecting coins. You don’t have to worry about discovering your a 1909-S Lincoln Wheat Penny was a heroin addict or cheated a charity out of a lot of money.
The Los Angeles Dodgers lost to the Boston Red Sox last night 5-1, earning the Red Sox their fourth World Series win since 2004. Since I love the Dodgers and hate the Red Sox, that’s all I’m going to say on the matter.
Except this: the Dodgers are now halfway to becoming the Buffalo Bills of Major League Baseball.
Thanks to Max Muncy hitting a walk-off homer in the 18th inning, the Los Angeles Dodgers beat the Boston Red Sox 3-2 early this morning. The Red Sox are now up 2-1 in the 2018 World Series.
The game lasted seven hours and 20 minutes. It ended at 12:30 am Los Angeles time. Considering the game took twice as long as a regular game to play, it’s a pity the Dodgers didn’t get awarded two wins from last night’s contest. Unfortunately, that’s not the way baseball works.
Considering how long the game lasted, I’m guessing my DVR failed to record the last four hours of the game. That’s what I get for not staying up until 3:30 am Hagerstown time to watch it live.
I hate postseason Dodgers baseball
There are only a few things I hate in life: the music of Jimmy Buffett, dolphins. Reebok, racial bigotry, and postseason Dodgers baseball.
The reason I find postseason Dodgers baseball to be so detestable is its finality. I’m used to baseball not really mattering all that much. Your favorite team can have a terrible game and it’s not really as emotionally crushing because they will play again tomorrow. Unless they’re the 2018 Baltimore Orioles, they’ll most likely play better. Playing every day makes losing or terrible play much more palatable. The next day’s game erases the earlier game’s stink. At least it does in your mind.
Post-season baseball is not like that.
I cannot even watch postseason Dodgers games
I cannot even watch the Los Angeles Dodgers play in the postseason, not live. I’ve lived in Maryland for almost 24 years, but I grew up in Los Angeles County. The first Major League Baseball game I ever saw in person was a Dodgers game. I’ve been to more Dodgers games than Orioles games. No matter how long I’ll live in Maryland, the Dodgers will be in my DNA. It’s because of this fact that I can’t watch the Dodgers in the postseason. At least not live. I get too worked up.
This World Season is especially bad because I hate the Red Sox. Mostly I hate Red Sox fans. Most of them are obnoxious pricks, especially those who don’t live in the New England area.
When the Dodgers lost last year’s World Series, it wasn’t as demoralizing as it could have been because I don’t hate the Houston Astros. They’ve been mired in the suck for so long, as a sports fan, I couldn’t help but admire their turnaround. Plus, I’m a big fan of ugly uniforms. The old Astros unis are so ugly, they look good. I’ve wanted a throwback Astors jersey for years now.
That’s not going to happen this year if the Dodgers end up losing the World Series. If anything, it will cause me to hate the Red Sox even more. I’m not even sure that’s possible.