What A Blockhead I Am!

Charlie Brown used to say, “There’s no heavier burden than a great potential.” Well, I say, there’s no heavier burden than constantly being right about the Dodgers. I don’t want the Dodgers to stink. They just do. And I always seem to know when they’re going to do it. Welcome, yet again, to The Underworld, the world below .500. Hiroki Kuroda – he of the near perfect game against Atlanta not too long ago – has been a whole new kind of bad in his last 3 starts. I’m talkin’ Andruw Jones bad. When the Giants score 7 runs against you in 2 innings AT HOME, may be time to go back on the DL for precautionary purposes.

I was wrong about one thing. I predicted Nomar would break within a week from his return from the DL. Took almost 3 weeks. He’s broken again. This time, it’s his knee. When did falling down become an automatic trip to the MRI machine and the DL for professional ballplayers? Nomar will be back on the DL immediately after the trading deadline and Colletti may be forced to find a shortstop. Probably have to settle for Bobby Crosby. Nomar is indeed made of porcelain.

Matt Kemp, nice at bat to lead off the 7th. It’s called a “slider.” “Sliiiiii-derrrrr.” What it does, see, is it looks a little like a fastball because it comes straight, but then it sliiiiiides away from you. Say it, Matt. “SLIIIII-DERRR.” Kemp, 15 game hitting streak or no, still has no clue what sport he's playing when he steps to the plate.

It was nice to see the Dodgers got a guy who cares enough to get kicked out in Casey Blake. Sorry, though, Casey, but you went around… like twice. It almost looked like Joe Torre cared too. Thanks, Joe. Oh, by the way, since we now know you care, would you please stop batting Jeff Kent clean up? He's over. Bat him 6th.

Here’s the deal, boys and girls. When your boat gets a leak or two, you can patch them up, but when leaks start springing all over the place, that boat won’t sail anymore. Dry dock it and fix it up for next year.

Tried calling Dodger talk, didn't get through. I gotta tell you, you've got a bunch of baseball-vapid, unknowledgable fans who call that show and it's a shame that no one tells them how freakin stupid they are. That's the problem with some Dodger fans. They play right into Frank McCourt's hands, having a Dodger Dog and enjoying "the stadium experience" while the product on the field continues to be far too inferior for the money they spend. This team hasn't won Jack S. Hit in 20 years. Doesn't anyone care enough to get mad and, at the same time, have the ability to articulate their thoughts while actually knowing what they're talking about? If that's what you're looking for, don't listen to Dodger Talk.