Dancing days are here again . . .

Dancing Days from rockthescherzer on Vimeo.

One of these days, I’ll get over iMovie. Until then, you must all suffer my vidding skilz.

Game 57: RAGE!

If I never see another bunt with a runner in scoring position, I will be a happy woman.

Jim Leyland, there is already a fucking runner in scoring position. You do not need to bunt to increase your chances of scoring. A base hit will probably score him. The bunt is superfluous.

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The lack of base hits with runners in scoring position– off two struggling White Sox pitchers, no less– makes me want to smash things into tiny pieces with a sledgehammer, throw those tiny pieces into a blender, make a smoothie from those tiny pieces (with some chunks of frozen dog crap to add flavor) and then force the people I am raging at to choke it down.

This is why we can’t have nice things, Jim Leyland.

The Tigers lost a game they should have won because Valverde threw SIXTY goddamn pitches last night. SIXTY.

And now you can probably add both Perry and Coke to the list of relievers who won’t be available for Sunday’s game. All because Jim Leyland left Valverde in Friday’s game in hopes of his arm falling off, apparently.

Good job, Leyland. *slow sarcastic golf clap*