Jerry Owens found a job in the Seattle Mariners organization. I'm glad he did. After his shoulder injury and whatever other afflictions, he couldn't regain the flash of promise he showed in AA ball in 2005. When the White Sox released him on May 2nd he was only hitting .083 and was let go to make room for another on the conveyor belt of players who show promise.

I was thinking about Owens and the many players gone before who've been released. I thought of the scene in "Bull...

Six shutouts in 33 games. I put those words right out front to remind me why, in answer to a question last night, I told a friend that I didn't know when the next Sox game was scheduled.

But that was the malaise talking. Of course I knew when the next game was and who the Sox were playing. It's just that I find myself drifting in an arid stupor somewhere between anger and resignation after watching my team look like pigeons out there. And all I can do is feed the birds and hope they...

When I decided to make use of the blog feature on WSI I tried to think of a clever title. Something catchy, maybe a little snarky, and somehow relevant to baseball. Hoping to post some original thoughts, the notion of "hit 'em where they ain't" seemed to fit.

With lantern in hand, I regularly prowl the web looking for nuggets of insight, prospecting for information gold. To my surprise I found that a message board for Baltimore Orioles fans already calls itself "Hit...

First!

I think I'm the first one to do this, so I'm gonna give the people something to read...or look at. It's a picture of my Nick Swisher bobblehead. Enjoy!