Manny Ramirez is selling his grill on eBay

March 20th, 2007 | Posted by PostmanR

No dude, not that kind of grill. This kind of grill:

It’s going for $4,800 at the moment and here’s what the man himself has to say about it:

Hi, I’m Manny Ramirez. I bought this AMAZING grill for about $4,000 and I used it once… But I never have the time to use it because I am always on the road. I would love to sell it and you will get an autographed ball signed by me =] Enjoy it, Manny Ramirez.

I can’t wait for this to blow up even more and have the price top out at more than one million. (All fake bids, of course.) You can ask Sarah Spain about that one.

If nothing else, this just further proves athletes are normal people like us. You know, they show up to work late and pee in odd places.

AMAZING!

(First seen at: Can’t Stop The Bleeding. Thanks to Matt W. for the link.)

Things come apart

August 29th, 2006 | Posted by PostmanE

I can still kind of remember when the Red Sox seemed completely, totally in control of their own situation. Happy, actually, to have such a solid group in a solid place in the solid American League. Contentment, it felt, was abounding.

Now, well - not so much.

With Ortiz struggling against heart palpitations, the Sox were dealt another blow today, as Manny Ramirez and Wily Mo Pena (man, I wish my name was Wily Mo), were taken to the hospital themselves, struck with “gray-area” injuries, or so says Theo.

Now, I have no room to talk here - the Cubs are long gone, and tonight’s loss pretty much sealed the deal that I will not be paying attention any more this season - but the Sox are a walking caricature of dissapointing. That five-game sweep from the Yankees, well, there’s your turning point. But if the Red Sox can’t stop the bleeding sometime soon, that sweep will be simply another point in the bulleted list of this season’s long, slow decline.

Um, so anyone thinking David Ortiz is about to get railroaded?

August 7th, 2006 | Posted by PostmanR

To preface: I am not accusing David Ortiz of any HGH/steroidal malarkey. I actually think he’s a (gasp!) clean player, one of those “good for the game” type individuals and an overall jolly man, you could say. (That is unless you’re a Yankees fan. Then he’s a goddamned cocky cheater.)

But as Big Papi blasted his 40th home run of the season yesterday and now stands at 109 RBIs 110 games into the season, (Roger Maris and Mickey Mantle are the only others players to achieve those marks 110 games or less into the season and that was in 1961) people are going to start questioning his freak stats, no? And again, it’s not because they have any solid proof, but because (to be horribly cliché) it’s the age we live in. You know, the one where the last two great sluggers of our era, Barry Bonds and to an extremely lesser extent Albert Pujols, became entangled in some HGH/steroid controversy.

Oh, look! This guy from the Portsmouth Herald seems to share the same general sentiment as me.

Hey, I had to find someone who talked about this (if only for an instant) to back my point a little bit, OK? You aren’t going to believe some crazy talk from a blogger are you?

Exactly.