Then he’d be the one cashing in on the t-shirt sales instead of the guy that came up with the new line of “Frankrupt” stuff…
Not that it’s exactly a surprise, but us sports fans are now being treated to a doubleshot of lockouts. With the NBA having joined the NFL in Laborstrifeland at midnight, instead of getting amped up for the new seasons, we get to watch two simultaneous episodes of Billionaires vs. Millionaires.
Who do you think will win? Do you really care? Us neither.
And now…to hop on the itsovernoitisnt rollercoaster! Over the last couple weeks, there’s been increasing noise that the NFL lockout may be done soon. Today, the WWL says “optimism is waning” for an agreement. Like we said, enjoy the rollercoaster ride.
Brother, can you spare a dime roughly $150 million to fill up this wallet?
We’re shocked! Shocked, we tell you!!! Canya believe that Frank actually went to McCourt – in Delaware, no less – to put the Dodgers in bankruptcy today? Wanna see the whole document? It’s right here, y’all.
Here’s the “fun” part: reading the list of Dodger creditors, which includes Manny (again – shocking!), Andruw Jones, Kaz Ishii (Remember him?), Juan Pierrewood, Marquis Grissom (Two seasons in blue nine years ago, and they owe him too?), and…Vin Scully!
It didn’t work out for Jordan, but if this O.C. resident can hit the curveball…
While their neighbors to the north were dropping two of three to a team that had lost 11 of its last 13, Your Los Angeles Angels Of Wherever are living out their own less gloomy version of June Gloom. They may not be playing particularly well at the moment, but the beauty of being in the only division more hideous than the NL West is that the Halos could lose nine of 11 and still find themselves only three games out of first place.
Now if they could just work out this hitting thing…
The bottom line is this: if Bud Selig doesn’t approve the Fox TV contract with the Dodgers – the one that gives Frank McCourt a big upfront payout that he can use to bankrupt the team’s future pay the bills,the settlement is toast, and Major League Baseball would probably seize the team completely and sell it.
If The Commish approves the Fox deal, then there will be a one-day trial to determine whether the Dodgers are Frank’s property or Frank’s & Jamie’s community property. If Frank loses that one, he probably has to sell the team to pay off Jamie.
In the rest of the country, summer starts with Memorial Day weekend. Here in Southern California, where the calendar and the weather are actually on speaking terms, we enjoy that festive monthlong tradition: June Gloom. And what a gloomy – or blue, if you prefer – month it’s been in Dodgerville.
After today’s Stanley Cup Finals Game 7, it’s officially all baseball all the time in SoCal sports, and – well – ick. Matters in Chavez haven’t quite devolved into watching Matt Kemp, Andre Ethier, and Clayton Kershaw while averting your eyes when any of the other 22 guys wearing blue takes center stage, but we’re getting there quickly.
Meet Trayvon Robinsonï»¿. As of today he is on the Dodgers’ 40-Man Roster. So when will his happy butt transfer over to the active roster and he’ll be playing at Dodger Stadium? Who knows. I am a lifelong Dodgers fan and this season I find myself going “who the hell is that?” during a lot of their games. Now being a fan does not mean fanatic – I do not consider myself an expert on the Dodgers organization. But still you think I would know the day-to-day players. Nope. Here’s my new game: Who’s in the Dodgers lineup today/tonight? But there are two more games we could play in regard to the Dodgers team this season. Jump ahead and see if you agree.
Bats are slowing, Jered Weaver is, relatively speaking, cooling off, and the Halos are mired in second place a whole game back of Texas. Compared to the Dodgers’ dazzling demise, that’s obviously nothing, but the signs aren’t entirely promising down in the O.C. either.
How ’bout them Dodgers? After a not quite promising, but not awful, start, the inevitable collapse has begun. Now balling at a torrid .431 clip, the blue have lost nine of their last 12 games, most in predictably brutal fashion, and are mired in 4th place in the NL West, ahead of only the impoverished San Diego Padres, who can at least make their payroll.
The three game series that wrapped up yesterday in Houston about said it all, featuring one bullpen collapse, one near-collapse in which the road nine escaped by the skin of their too-cheap-to-pay-for-help teeth, and a particularly toothless offensive effort that should have resulted in a win.
At least it’s not like they were playing the worst team in the National League. Oh, they were? Never mind.
I got this text message on April 14th: “Today’s the 150th anniversary of the Civil War. I bet you picked the Confederacy to win.”
Who would send me crap like that? Howzabout somebody I’ve been friends with somebody since Stu was 30 years old. Somebody who works right here at this very radio station. Somebody who seems like a really mellow person. Somebody who desperately needs to take a chill pill. A really big chill pill.
A little help here…how do I shut Kelli Cluque up?
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