The board is a little boring today ...

The thing was, in the office, I called the loss before the game. And following strike three, well, let's just say that ears bled.

 

you're just trying to hurt me now, aren't you JB?

 

Do you know which umpire that is? I know he's calling a third strike, and the blue dugout sure reminds me of Shea. If that's Angel Hernandez or, even worse, Tim Welke, I just might cry.

 

Greg Robinson "defenses"

Surprised Cards fans haven't chimed in with Don Denkinger yet.

 

Oh, I rather enjoyed that last one.

"From worst! To first! Listen to this crowd!" -- Skip Caray, Oct. 5, 1991

 

Fenian, this was actually karma, after Whitehead pushed off Cedric Maxwell and scored the winning basket in the semifinal game of the '77 Final Four.

 

Dan Turk. Matt Turk. Conway never gets a chance.

I feel ya on Jeffrey Maier too, FH. I hope I can meet him in a back alley some day.

 

1986, Western Conference Finals, Game 5, one second left, tied 112-112: Ralph Sampson hits a twisting freak show jumper to eliminate the Lakers. I hated that son of a bitch BEFORE that shot. After, it was more like white-hot fury.

On a side note, Ralph Sampson was the prototype of the athlete I hate most: the NBA center who thinks he's a shooting guard. Ewing was the same way -- key moment, he's out beyond the arc and waving for the ball. Seriously, you're 7 feet tall, get your freaky ass under the basket.

 

No, because I share your pain.

 

Speaking of Ewing: Hey, Knicks fans, remember Reggie Miller and Ewing's awesome finger roll?

 

The Braves' opponents just rolled over and died that final week.

 

Jim Fucking Sundberg.