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2 minutes ago, Tank said:

i think this whole situation has really shined a light on how our team is run in such a poor and inept manner.

the farm is a mess, the owner meddles too much, they can't keep anyone healthy, and they can't build a decent roster.

our team is the mudville nine.

How dare you insult the Mudville nine like that!

 

who are the Mudville nine? 

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5 minutes ago, Angelsfan1984 said:

How dare you insult the Mudville nine like that!

 

who are the Mudville nine? 

dude!

Casey at the Bat

Ernest Lawrence Thayer

1863 –

1940

The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day:
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play,
And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A pall-like silence fell upon the patrons of the game.

A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest
Clung to the hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
They thought, "If only Casey could but get a whack at that—
We'd put up even money now, with Casey at the bat."

But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake,
And the former was a hoodoo, while the latter was a cake;
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of Casey getting to the bat.

But Flynn let drive a single, to the wonderment of all,
And Blake, the much despisèd, tore the cover off the ball;
And when the dust had lifted, and men saw what had occurred,
There was Jimmy safe at second and Flynn a-hugging third.

Then from five thousand throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;
It pounded on the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat.

There was ease in Casey's manner as he stepped into his place;
There was pride in Casey's bearing and a smile lit Casey's face.
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
No stranger in the crowd could doubt 'twas Casey at the bat.

Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt;
Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his shirt;
Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance flashed in Casey's eye, a sneer curled Casey's lip.

And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,
And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.
Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped—
"That ain't my style," said Casey. "Strike one!" the umpire said.

From the benches, black with people, there went up a muffled roar,
Like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant shore;
"Kill him! Kill the umpire!" shouted someone on the stand;
And it's likely they'd have killed him had not Casey raised his hand.

With a smile of Christian charity great Casey's visage shone;
He stilled the rising tumult; he bade the game go on;
He signaled to the pitcher, and once more the dun sphere flew;
But Casey still ignored it and the umpire said, "Strike two!"

"Fraud!" cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered "Fraud!"
But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was awed.
They saw his face grow stern and cold, they saw his muscles strain,
And they knew that Casey wouldn't let that ball go by again.

The sneer is gone from Casey's lip, his teeth are clenched in hate,
He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate;
And now the pitcher holds the ball, and now he lets it go,
And now the air is shattered by the force of Casey's blow.

Oh, somewhere in this favoured land the sun is shining bright,
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light;
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout,
But there is no joy in Mudville—mighty Casey has struck out.

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1 minute ago, Tank said:

dude!

Casey at the Bat

Ernest Lawrence Thayer

1863 –

1940

The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day:
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play,
And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A pall-like silence fell upon the patrons of the game.

A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest
Clung to the hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
They thought, "If only Casey could but get a whack at that—
We'd put up even money now, with Casey at the bat."

But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake,
And the former was a hoodoo, while the latter was a cake;
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of Casey getting to the bat.

But Flynn let drive a single, to the wonderment of all,
And Blake, the much despisèd, tore the cover off the ball;
And when the dust had lifted, and men saw what had occurred,
There was Jimmy safe at second and Flynn a-hugging third.

Then from five thousand throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;
It pounded on the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat.

There was ease in Casey's manner as he stepped into his place;
There was pride in Casey's bearing and a smile lit Casey's face.
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
No stranger in the crowd could doubt 'twas Casey at the bat.

Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt;
Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his shirt;
Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance flashed in Casey's eye, a sneer curled Casey's lip.

And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,
And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.
Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped—
"That ain't my style," said Casey. "Strike one!" the umpire said.

From the benches, black with people, there went up a muffled roar,
Like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant shore;
"Kill him! Kill the umpire!" shouted someone on the stand;
And it's likely they'd have killed him had not Casey raised his hand.

With a smile of Christian charity great Casey's visage shone;
He stilled the rising tumult; he bade the game go on;
He signaled to the pitcher, and once more the dun sphere flew;
But Casey still ignored it and the umpire said, "Strike two!"

"Fraud!" cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered "Fraud!"
But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was awed.
They saw his face grow stern and cold, they saw his muscles strain,
And they knew that Casey wouldn't let that ball go by again.

The sneer is gone from Casey's lip, his teeth are clenched in hate,
He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate;
And now the pitcher holds the ball, and now he lets it go,
And now the air is shattered by the force of Casey's blow.

Oh, somewhere in this favoured land the sun is shining bright,
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light;
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout,
But there is no joy in Mudville—mighty Casey has struck out.

Ah yes I remember this. I must have read a truncated version or some kids adaptation because all I remember was the Casey part. 

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Good thing about Ohtani being gone is I don’t have to constantly answer for the angels “wasting his career” to people whenever they find out I’m an angels fan. 
 

like at work a few years ago 

coworker: oh you like baseball, you have a team? 
me: yeah I’m a huge angels fan 

*coworker looks disgusted 

coworker: how does it feel knowing you’re wasting Ohtanis and trouts careers? 
 

me in my head: gee dipshit, I’m just a random dude. As if I have any say in those decisions 

anyways I just kinda laughed and said how we’ve had issues with injuries and need some Pitching. 

my idiot coworker then went on about how he would never cheer for a losing team blah blah. And how he doesn’t understand why I would want to be an angels fan since they’re “so embarrassing”. 

I hate casual fans so much. I’m sure that idiot was probably one of the first to buy an Ohtani dodger jersey. 

 

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13 minutes ago, angelsfan100 said:

Good thing about Ohtani being gone is I don’t have to constantly answer for the angels “wasting his career” to people whenever they find out I’m an angels fan. 
 

like at work a few years ago 

coworker: oh you like baseball, you have a team? 
me: yeah I’m a huge angels fan 

*coworker looks disgusted 

coworker: how does it feel knowing you’re wasting Ohtanis and trouts careers? 
 

me in my head: gee dipshit, I’m just a random dude. As if I have any say in those decisions 

anyways I just kinda laughed and said how we’ve had issues with injuries and need some Pitching. 

my idiot coworker then went on about how he would never cheer for a losing team blah blah. And how he doesn’t understand why I would want to be an angels fan since they’re “so embarrassing”. 

I hate casual fans so much. I’m sure that idiot was probably one of the first to buy an Ohtani dodger jersey. 

 

Same here man. I have friends that don't know shit about baseball but they know enough that they heard Ohtani and Trout have been wasted. I have one friend who is a great friend to me but is a casual fan to the core and is an Ohtani fanboy. He bought an Ohtani Japan jersey but he hates the Dodgers. I've told him a hundred times since Saturday Ohtani is gone from my life as an Angels fan and any texts about Ohtani going forward will be met with a brick wall of silence. I'm done. While I'm looking forward to no more "wasted" comments, something tells me on the other hand 2024 is going to be a long year for us fans that just want to move on. Thank goodness for this board this upcoming summer. May not be pretty. 

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22 hours ago, ten ocho recon scout said:

Friday night (for me), grabbed a beer and picked up dog shit (hand wrapped in a bag style)

Turn the TV on and click on YouTube, and the algorithm had this throwback Ohtani story from way before most of us (or anyone) had ever heard of him.

Sat down, watched it. 

With hindsight, you watch it and go "gawdamn... crazy that he wasn't more hyped before coming over."

And now it sucks, watching this prologue to what was coming. And now it's over (for us).

Unrelated to the video, but talk about shitting in our face.... in the span of a year, he struck out Trout to end the WBC, then left to the Dodgers..

Lol. "Be happy to have loved and lost" I guess

https://www.cbs.com/shows/video/p3n8aD4vOE839JTmAX5PPP6Mn_tQ42vx/

Did you get rid of the dogshit before you sat down?

Television can be compelling af.

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Just now, ELEVEN said:

Did you get rid of the dogshit before you sat down?

Television can be compelling af.

I have a ritual.

 

I always make sure to take the lid off the can lefthanded and bang it on the side of the can before my throwing atm throws the turds into the can itself.

 

If I deviate from the routine I die.

 

I think.

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On 12/14/2023 at 7:45 AM, CaliAngel said:

As much as it might feel like he planned this all along, I really don't think he did. It was a culmination of issues the past couple years, so it's hard for me to blame the guy. 

He wants to win. He gave the Angels 6 of *probably* his best years to prove to him we were serious contenders, and we didn't do that. 

The only people to blame is the Angels inept Organization, and I'm not going to get mad at Ohtani for that. 

I still had to change the channel when ESPN and MLBN started to show Ohtani in a Dodger uniform at his introductory press conference. I could have tolerated pretty much any other team.

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