Monday, August 22, 2005



With the Cell celebrating the fortieth anniversary of the Beatles' concert at Comiskey Park all weekend, the White Sox snapped out of their horrific slump with four home runs in the fourth inning. Ah, the symmetry. Ah, the end to doubt.

I'll conveniently neglect to mention that the Sox again went scoreless in the other eight innings.

Let the good times roll!

The fourth inning outburst, played beneath the Air and Sky show, salvaged a win over the Yankees and brought back that winning feeling. Man, how that feeling was missed. And it's back just in time, too, as the Sox begin a 10-game road trip Tuesday night at Minnesota. After a seven game losing streak, most of which occurred at home, a lengthy road trip suddenly doesn't seem so daunting when you're leaving town on a good note. And, hey, that carpet the Twins play on is perfect for the Sox to get their offense rolling again.


You know how Ozzie Guillen is always talking about how Jose Contreras, when on, has the best stuff in the starting rotation? Well, he's not kidding. Contreras has been nasty of late, an absolute bull. Most importantly, he's been confident. That's the key and that's the Contreras the Sox need in the postseason.


El Duque nearly combusted on Saturday. Dude went nutty, arguing with umps and coming close to beaning Alex Rodriguez in the head. He looked a tad Jack Nicholson-in-The Shining at times, but you gotta love the fire. I'm glad to see the Crazy Cubans taking their efforts against their former team seriously.

Now, I'm not really a big fan of throwing at a batter's head, but come on, it's A-Fraud. I can make exceptions.


I just wanted to go on record as being a big fan of the Chris Widger sunglasses


Tomorrow Never Knows

Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream,
It is not dying, it is not dying

Lay down all thoughts, surrender to the void,
It is shining, it is shining.

Yet you may see the meaning of within
It is being, it is being

Love is all and love is everyone
It is knowing, it is knowing

And ignorance and hate mourn the dead
It is believing, it is believing

But listen to the colour of your dreams
It is not leaving, it is not leaving

So play the game "Existence" to the end
Of the beginning, of the beginning


What a terrible story the death of Thomas Herrion is. Like most people outide of Utah or Niners fans, I had no idea who Herrion was. He was a third string offensive lineman just trying to make the Niners roster. Not exactly a household name.

He was a captain at Utah in 2003, just a year before the program burst into the national spotlight with an undefeated season. Herrion helped build something at Utah, something great and unbeatable..

In San Fran, he was being reunited with the quarterback he protected at Utah, Alex Smith, the first overall pick in the draft. Things must have been looking up for Herrion.

On Saturday night, playing in the high altitude of Denver, he was on the field for a touchdown drive.

Herrion collapsed in the locker room as the team knelt to pray.

What I found odd was that in the TV reports of his death, there was lengthy footage of Herrion walking off the field and into the Niners locker room after Saturday night's game. It was a camera shot focused solely on Herrion as he strolled off the field, probably content with a solid performance.

Why would a camera follow a third string offensive lineman? With this being the preseason, and the rosters not even cut down yet, why would Herrion, of all players, be followed?

Strangle luck for the cameraman, I guess.


Blogger drone1047 said...

I've often suspected the picture of the guy facing down a column of tanks in Tianemen Square was a set-up, myself.

12:03 PM  
Blogger UnknownColumn said...

drone7729 concurs.

4:37 PM  

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