BEAST MODE!!
Greinke’s a monster. (:
BEAST MODE!!
Greinke’s a monster. (:
No baseball fan has to explain his mania to any other baseball fan. They are a fraternity. It is less easy, often it is hopeless, to try to explain it to anyone else. You grow technical, and you do not make sense. You grow sentimental, and you are deemed soft in the head. How, the benighted outsider asks you with no little condescension, can you grow sentimental about a cold-blooded professional sport?
- John Hutchens. (via wisconsinforward)
Yeahhhhhhhhh!
Goin’ for the sweep tonight..Get ‘em Crew!
NLDS Game 2; October 2, 2011
My first playoff experience. It was a great one!
Nice, I get mine tomorrow, hopefully I can see a victory as well.
Milwaukee is a baseball town, by far the best in the major leagues. Baseball there is part of the civic personality, just as theaters are in New York, and motion pictures are in Los Angeles and culture used to be in Boston. It’s as personal a part of the town as beer. Under it and over it and beyond it is the impressive fact that everywhere you go people talk baseball. Baseball, like the weather, is part of the atmosphere. It serves to make going to a baseball game a real pleasure.
- Sports Illustrated article about baseball in Milwaukee, 1955. (via wisconsinforward)
Random Baseball Card #154: pitcher Pete Vuckovich, Milwaukee Brewers, 1984 Topps.
Vuck, he once accused my step-sister of calling him a liar while he was signing autographs at a local bank when I was a kid. Don’t remember what he said (something obviously jokingly) and she laughed and said it wasn’t true. He put on his Vuck face he usually reserved for opposing hitters and said “You callin’ me a liar?” Classic joke.