Yearly Archives: 2016


Halfway there. 396 comments

  The season reached its official halfway point at game eighty-one on Friday. Thirteen weeks in the books. Thirteen more to go. It was one of the more forgettable weeks the Rangers have had in a while. Texas went 3-4, splitting a four-games series in New York and losing a three-gamer […]


B.P. 265 comments

  Yesterday’s Texas Rangers baseball game was cancelled due to inclement weather. Early July in Minneapolis can be brutally cold. Instead, Fox Sports Southwest broadcast Minnesota Twins batting practice, courtesy of three soon to be former Texas Rangers. In the first five innings, Rangers “pitchers” Chi Chi Gonzalez, Cesar Ramos […]


New Ian. 687 comments

  I often wonder if, when Chuck Morgan announces Ian Desmond at the Ballpark, has he ever accidentally slipped and said Ian Kinsler instead? It would be understandable. After all, the old Ian was a fixture here for eight seasons. He wore out his welcome with his perpetual pop ups […]


Carrying three catchers. 531 comments

  Yesterday the Texas Rangers lost in a most unusual way. So unusual, in fact, they hadn’t lost that way since 1986. On a passed ball. Rangers catcher Robinson Chirinos owned up to the mistake. “My fault,” he said. “I called the pitch. I know which way the pitching is […]


On pace for greatness. 477 comments

Growing up I was a Cincinnati Reds fan. My earliest recollection was their phenomenal 1970 season that gave birth to the nickname, The Big Red Machine. After one hundred games, they were an amazing 70-30, forty games over .500, and twelve-and-one-half games in first place. It was total domination. I […]


They came bearing runs. 789 comments

  Last year, the Boston Red Sox finished in last place in the American League East on the strength of their horrible starting pitching and bad bullpen. To address their rotation, they signed David Price to a $217 million dollar contract. Suddenly, they had a one-man rotation. Luckily for them, out of […]


Elvis is alive. 283 comments

  The biggest question coming into 2016 was the psyche of Elvis Andrus. When last he was seen, he was sitting alone, stunned, shunned, shaken, embarrassed, perhaps crying, in the Toronto dugout after one of the more crushing personal failures an athlete could have in a team sport. Every man, […]