I have been accused by some of you of being crazy. I may resemble that adjective. It makes me chuckle. I think of this scene from one of my favorite movies (and yes, I have red hair):
But I know when that redhead starts getting cooky, that something about me feels alive inside..
The world is crazy, and if you don’t have something reflecting that, then you are likely the worst kind of crazy: psychopath.
This is not a love song.
I always thought of mental illness the by-product of two things: environment and genetics. Most illnesses are, really–lung cancer is a good example of the following. Genetics are your gun. Environment is someone pulling your trigger. Some of us are born with six bullets in our chamber. I pull that trigger once, and the gun is going to fire. That is some horrible DNA. Some of us are born very resilient, with no bullets in our chamber. I can fire that gun all day long, and you are not going to fire. The world, however, is always pulling your trigger. Most of us have at least one bullet in our chamber. Eventually, it’s going to fire. We’re all at least a little bit crazy. Embrace it.
Our poster boy for mental illness in baseball pitched tonight, Zack Greinke. (@professormaddog31 wrote a great piece about him and mental illness in baseball recently.) I adore the quirky Mr. Greinke. And that is what he is to me: a different flavor of person. How boring it would be if we were all vanilla or chocolate. He lost his composure when he visited the Negro Leagues Baseball Hall of Fame.
Posnanski discovered just how different after that season, when the Royals’ best prospects were given a tour of the Negro Leagues Baseball Museum in Kansas City, Missouri. He noticed that Greinke was especially moved by the stories of players who couldn’t play in the major leagues because of the color of their skin. When a television reporter walked over and asked whether she could interview Greinke, he looked up at the ceiling and said, “No, this is not a good time. I don’t really feel like it.”
You have a fan for life, Zack. I would be bawling too. All those great players, disregarded, ignored by history, simply because they dared to be born the wrong color. Anyone who doesn’t like this player–I don’t want to judge you, but what is wrong with you? Yes, I am totally judging you. I can’t help it.
He pitched a hell of a game tonight, which means his weak earlier outings were indeed likely due to his flu and its lingering effects. Lay people don’t take the flu seriously. I don’t make that mistake. It can wipe you out for weeks. The Zack is back. The Diamondbacks won 2 – 1. Zack gets the best crazy song ever because he outdueled the MadBum.
The Orioles came back on the Jays, defeating them 4 – 3 last night. I for one, enjoy the rivalry between the two birds. I imagine them at my bird feeder, fighting for seed. This was a hard fought battle, going into the 10th inning with the Orioles finally winning on a passed ball, which is effin’ crazy.
The O’s gave up a 3 – 0 lead. A man who I suspect is not altogether there, Josh Donaldson, homered. No one grows up with his childhood unscathed. I am also a huge fan.
Don’t you know I’m loco?
Gentlemen, let’s play nice today. 🙂 Hug it out, bitch. Speaking of bitch…
Chris Archer is turning me into one crazy bitch.
He has not had one good outing this year. Something is definitely up with Archer. Nothing appears obviously wrong physically when he pitches, but he cannot locate his pitches. He is trying to locate, throwing instead of pitching. I don’t know if there is something actually physically wrong, but I suspect a stint on the DL with dead arm coming soon. But do dead arm pitchers have K/9 ratio of 13.50? His xFIP is 2.81. BABIP .436. He gives me agitta. It seems two things happen when someone comes up to bat: a hit or a strike-out. Because that is what he is doing so far in 2016, the Rays fall to the Red Sox 7 – 3 on Archer’s lackluster performance, and if we know anything about Archers, they tend to over-promise and under-perform in a hilarious fashion.
Do you have anemia? Edema? Hypertension? Pre-eclampsia? Braxton-Hicks contractions? Pica? GERD? Then dude… you might be pregnant.
The Cubs fail to complete the sweep, falling to the Cardinals 5 – 3. The game featured a long rain delay–I tried to pick up the feed at the gym today to no avail.
Da Pump could dance, wow.
Grichuk was apprehended by authorities after the game for this theft:
Rizzo filing report: “It was a small white spherical object with stitches that I launched off my bat. It was heading into the left field seating area when Mr. Grichuk lept in the air and stole it from me!” Felonious.
Can you handle the curve (balls)?
Bruce and Duvall go back to back for the Reds in the walk-off. This was a wild one. Just reading about it made my heart sing. It made everything groovy.
The Nagels continued their problems with their anemic offense, losing 2 -1 to the White Sox. I take full responsibility. I own Mike Trout on my fantasy team which is a curse on any hitter. Pitchers, I can whisper to, but hitters, I don’t know what to do with you. Yes, I saw my typo. It was an accident, but I decided not to fix it. They are now the Nagels until they figure out how to hit. They are like a dirty, nasty navel or yucky nails. Work with me here. In the Nagels’ defense, Chris Sale was pitching for the White Sox, and there ain’t much you can do with the shit he brings.
Watch a maestro. He did this to my team last week, and he is coming for your team. I am looking at his peripherals. He is striking out fewer than he normally does at 9 K/9. His fastball is only averaging 92.9 mph so far in this young season. He’s not even at 100% yet. Jesus, he can actually get better. Hold me. Chris Sale is a bad man which means of course that I am…
Got me looking so crazy right now… because I love an ace.
Something crazy went down in Philly. The boys in red beat the Mets 5 – 4 in 11 innings. The Phillies’ bats saved Hellickson’s awful start. Lucas Duda went back to back with Cespedes for a 3rd straight game, a Mets record.
Some of us are crazy because our name is Luka.
Trigger warning: Seriously, this video can be a huge trigger. Be careful with this song.
I didn’t mean to get so dark. It’s a beautiful song, but it hurts. On to happier news. Oakland defeated the Yankees 5 – 2. An Empire loss makes me smile because I am with the Jedis. I am not going to do a better job at describing it than this from MLB.com:
“Down by a run entering the fourth, the A’s opened the frame with back-to-back doubles to tie the game, then Chris Coghlan scored the go-ahead run from second on a gutsy send by third-base coach Ron Washington on Josh Reddick’s single. Reddick scored on a sac fly.”
Back to my happy place. Lily Allen is crazy, I love her, and she smiles just like I did after reading that paragraph. See, you messed up my mental health, I was quite unwell.
When I see you cry, it makes me smile. At worst I feel bad for awhile.
A bit of normalcy returns in Atlanta, as the Dodgers finally put the Braves back in their place, beating them 5 -3 in 10 innings. It’s cruel to offer false hope, Braves. Just lose. I have a feeling that @professormaddog31 loves the following song, and Atlanta has been crazy town the last couple of nights (FRENCHY ARE YOU KIDDING ME? ROFL) so this is dedicated to my lady.
Butterflies in her eyes and looks to kill
Washington (I didn’t forget you tonight!) beat the Feesh, 3 – 1 en Miami. Estupido Loria come merdia no quiere gastar ni un chavo en este equipo. Mereces mejor. Eso es todo que quiero decir.
Harper got an RBI porque duh, es un dia que termina en -s o -o. Joe Ross exited the game early with a blister, as did Jason Werth, leaving with a sore hammy (h/t some guy in Virginia). Wei-Yin Chen with the QS.
The Tigers ate the Royals, 3 – 2. That’s what you get for letting wild animals roam crazy in your stadium. Zimmerman did his thing because he’s awesome, striking out 8 and give up no runs for you! Victor Martinez recorded his 1000th ribbie.
Tiempo de celebrar!
Yo soy loca con mi tigre, loca, loca, loca…
Hollywood in Texas recorded his third win of the season, with his team defeating the Astros 2 -1 . Lots of 2 -1 games last night. Rougned Odor provided all the offense for the Rangers with a 2 run homer. Poor Fister gave it his full effort, pounding it out for 6 innings–ouch!, but alas, no support. Ten straight wins for Hamels.
The feast or famine Padres defeated the Bucs 8 – 2. The Padres’ Pomeranian pitched positively great for a little lap dog, striking out 10 in 6 2/3. Matt Kemp sighting–he homered.
Seattle defeated Cleveland, yes, 2 -1. Way to be original, Seattle. Four 2 -1 games last night. Salazar and Taijuan Walker dueled with Walker being tagged for an unearned run. Love a great pitchers’ duel. Aoki provided the offense for the Mariners with a two run triple.
The Brewers went crazy on the Twins yesterday, 10 -5. The law firm of Braun, Lucroy, Carter & Hill Esq. did the damage.
We are gathered here today
To get through this thing called life
It means forever and that’s a mighty long time
But I’m here to tell you
There’s something else
The after world
You can always see the sun, day or night
You know the one, Dr. Everything’ll Be Alright
Instead of asking him how much of your time is left
Ask him how much of your mind, baby
Things are much harder than in the after world
In this life
You’re on your own
Go and hug a crazy person today. If you can’t find one, it’s you. So, what did I miss? 🙂