Maury Wills willed his way into the Majors, after a long, torturous tenure in the minors, and once there, stole nearly 600 bases, amassed almost 2200 hits, a very respectable .281 average and over 1,000 runs. He was an all-star for 1/2 of his 14 year career, and was an instrumental part of the Dodger machine that won 3 world series titles in 7 years. His significance is perhaps best indicated by his winning an MVP in 1962 (hitting only 6 homers) and finishing in the Top 25 of the award voting 8 times.
Wills is no longer up for induction into the Hall of Fame through regular voting (he maxed out at only 40%), but there’s hope the Veteran’s Committee takes a second, harder look. He was a magical force, who changed defenses and caused more anxiety and disruption on the base paths than anyone in his era (breaking the longstanding mark of Ty Cobb for stolen bases in a single season). Based on the resumes of other shortstops/infielders, Maury’s total package should be on display at Cooperstown.
NBA MVP Likely Done Deal, Regardless of Season Close in Orlando:
Lots of buzz about the anticipated end of season and playoffs starting this August in Orlando.
But let’s be clear: When it comes to picking this year’s MVP, it’s almost certainly a foregone conclusion that the league’s highest individual honor goes to high flying Giannis Antetokounmpo, who was a -950 betting favorite to win as of June 10, as detailed at www.sportsbettingdime.com/nba/mvp-award-odds/
With the race for this award currently such a blowout (2nd place LeBron checks in as a heavy underdog at +450), nothing that might happen in the season-ending playoffs should change this dynamic, short of a spectacular first or second round Bucks flame out, combined with another championship crown for King James.
A quick check of history provides rock solid confirmation on this point. Over the past 20 years,only four players have been able to pull off both an MVP and an NBA title, including LBJ (2011-2012 and 2012-13), Steph Curry (2014-2015, 2015-2016), Tim Duncan (2002-2003) and Shaq (1999-2000).
This being the case, let’s get very ready to congratulate GA on another job well done and 2nd MVP in succession. At nearly 30 points, 14 boards and 6 assists per game for the squad with the NBA’s best record … yeah he’s earned it.
Only too happy to recently stick my toe in the water as Summer approaches with a welcome visit to the delicious Hawaiian food bistro, The Grindz.
Today, I enjoyed an old favorite, the very saucy and tasty Barb Chicken Plate. All the usual hedonist helpers were there, including juicy grilled chicken,
fluffy white rice, seductive Hawaiian slaw, and the always pleasing potato salad.
Check it out at Hermosa Pavilion in Hermosa Beach!
On the “Don’t Let Your National Guard Down” CDST Show (Part 2):
— “Keep remembering you just have to make it outta here … and the rest of your life is gravy” … if only life was as simple as explained by King in Platoon.
— “And she said, let’s do it… the room’s already paid for”
— Ned Beatty just keeps showing up in the weirdest places … first the evil sheriff in Gator, then Bobby, who squealed like a pig in Deliverance, then the playfully corrupt Dean Martin in Back to School.
— Remembering the rise of my Celtic green Pontiac Phoenix … “it looks like a Chevy Citation, with some sizzle”
— Brian had a 1975 Toyota Corolla to roll in (2k was all it took)
— Eric’s Cougar XR7 was apparently the start of it all … the exacting detail in which it was described made it sound a bit like a powerful handgun
— Now if you want to really go in style, try the Firebird
— Football fans don’t go both ways… you’re either AFC or NFC, but not both
— Pouring acid in Keller’s wounds with a replay of the huge hack by Hendu … yeah baby, celebrate your heart out going down that first base line … a sparkling commentary with the cracklin voice of Al Michaels
— We go over the dynamics of that very dramatic ALCS, in wonderfully excruciating detail
— What could be better than to be endowed with a new drug from Huey (one that won’t make me sick… one that won’t make me crash my car, or make me feel three feet thick)
— How about a new drug that does what it should? One that doesn’t make me feel to bad, or too good. Is that drug what we now call Viagra?
— Pitchers in that series included Doug Corbett, the Candyman, Bruce Hurst, Clemens … but no Well-read, there was no Buehler. We had to wait a few years before the Dodgers got one of those.
— Yes, the Candyman can.. in terms of winning World Series games.. just ask the Pirates… even if he did look like a cartoon character
— As for Ferris, he’s sick, “my best friend’s boyfriend’s sister’s cousin saw him pass out at 31 Flavors
— Will Danny White not go into the Hall of Fame as either a punter or a QB or both? We ponder the issue?
— As for Blanda, he went in as both?
— “Give the bag to bozo….” … you would think those were pretty easy instructions to follow… but not for the stupidest person on the face of the earth.
— Sam Stone’s special honey-do, ransom condition list caused him to drool with pleasure, because he understood the upside so perfectly
— Trying to understand why the Leafs, not the Habs, is the team most resented by the other Canadian franchises; let’s face it, Toronto’s had the most professional sports success of any city North of the Border
— Getting a performance car in the 1980s, was like getting a hall pass to leave your house in the 2020s
— Had to bring up my childhood memory of neighbor Teddy James’ black trans am … with the fire chicken on the hood
— Yes, the Harlem Shuffle even makes me want to dance … or talk to Frank about Tim Tuffle
— We finish with a trip to Venus … using the original mode of transportation
On the We Made It To Extra Time CDST Show (Part 2):
— Pele and Rambo on the same team…? The Germans didn’t stand a chance.
— After our intermission, we’re joined by Jonathan Tannenwald of the Philadelphia Inquirer.
— Pro soccer is televised all over the cable networks,… but is it really readily accessible? Who’s really pushing it out to the mass audience, in an effective, targeted way?
— Why soccer’s minor leagues are more like basketball’s developmental leagues and less like MLB’s AAA, AA and A affiliates
— Individual teams may be in trouble, even though the leagues are fundamentally fiscally sound
— Well-read gives us a crash course on delegation and it’s evil happy cousin, promotion
— Salary caps to the rescue? Good look navigating through the labor law prohibitions, not to mention getting European consensus
— The huge impact that Title IX has had on the increasing relevance of US women’s college sports
— And perhaps a bigger sign of the times is the direct pipeline of women pro players coming right from high school
— Lest we not forget, the bigger revenue generator for the US Soccer Federation is the women, not the men
— Will we have soccer back in the US by Summer’s end? It may well turn on whether there’s enough tests.
— Check out Jonathan’s great work at inquirer.com/soccer
— Tank paid the price for OD’ing on Korean baseball the night before.. but manages to roll in for the last 1/4 of the show
— Frank becomes the most bad ass Caucasian rapper with a cause since Eminem, admonishing that Biden will be a short termer… to be succeeded by his VIP… and we had better prepare for reparations
— Harkening back to hand-held chariots of fire…
— Who said “There’s no spitting in baseball?” The Korean league… that’s who.
— We can definitely see some OSHA complaints coming out of the dugouts, … “Hey, I don’t feel safe here.. he spit right next to me.”
— One-use balls requirements?….”ooh noo…. I can’t touch that baseball… it’s got germs on it”
— Detailing how spitballs were once more prevalent on the diamond than in the classroom.
— How messy Mays raised our collective consciousness that wet ones were a safety hazard, when he beaned and killed Ray Chapman. And Black Mike also narrowed missed meeting a similar, tragic end.
— D-day for the virus? When Biden wins on that first Tuesday in November…
— We put the pure power play question to the warehouse of sports knowledge… and Fleming fleshes out the major needle in the haystack … Kong Kingman
— Mac McGwire checks in as the winner, with an astounding 87% ratio of rbi to hits
— Don’t impugn the pop in the bat of Buhner, who came in at No. 8, or the fury of stormin Gorman “Hell’s Kitchen” Thomas, who hangs out at No. 10.
— AND WE ARE TEMPTED TO GET READY FOR A PHASED RE-OPENING… EVERYWHERE!!!!
Maybe we’ll get lucky and come out of this Corona coma swinging better and harder than Al Simmons? Not likely. Nothing was hotter than the Bucketfooter smack dab in the middle of The Great Depression. 5 straight 200 + hit seasons and consistently over .350 in batting average from 1929 to 1933. Nearly 3000 hits and 550 doubles. And over 300 homers with relatively few strikeouts.
Simmons had a strut .. and well he should. He had it all, and terrorized even the Yankees, whom he resented for trying to rough him up. His A’s returned the favor, winning 2 in a row (1929-30) even as Ruth was in his heyday. In Philadelphia, he played with true immortals, such as Chief Bender, Lefty Grove, Max Bishop, and Jimmie (The “Beast”) Foxx.
He may looked funny at the plate. But he made up for it with his extra long bat and his penchant for moving his dangling left foot closer to the plate and became a master at handling the outside pitches. He could pull with the best of them, and in the field he was a fierce defensive outfielder. Indeed, he was one of baseball’s greatest monsters, in an era of many monsters.
Chase the April showers away with Casey, the powerful, but cuddly bull mastiff, who loves to socialize and play. Only 1 and a half years old, she’s already 120 pounds of boundless mirth and warmth … guaranteed to make you forget the daily grind and the associated trials and tribulations. Thanks for striking a pose with me Casey! You’re our pooch on the post, and we’re honored to spread your joy around the world.
On the uproarious “Concubine Quarantine” CDST Show (Part 2):
— Don’t judge a book by its cover, unless someone has hit the head with it first (“They’re selling coffee, bran muffins, you’re surrounded by reading material … it’s entrapment”) (“You just lost a lot of business, because I love to read”) (“I’m not eating anything in the vicinity of that book”) (“Wait a second, this book has been in the bathroom…. it’s been flagged… you get this toilet book outta here and I won’t jump over the counter and punch you in the brain”) (“You defiled one book, steal another and ask for your money back, and you call that even?”)
— And we can never, ever, get enough of Kramer’s “Assman” … unless of course you’re a breast man (“Cozmo Kramer, you are the Assman”) (“Yo Assman… look at the Assman … I never dreamed it could make such a difference … Kramer made a pass at me … he stopped short and made a grab… stopped short, that’s my move”) (“How dare you stop short with my wife … to think I almost split the profits on the manziere with you”)
— Frank checks in to reveal what it’s like keeping vampire hours … let’s face it folks, with no sports on idiot’s box of sadness, this guy’s off
— Not amused to announce that the laundromats are open for business, albeit with amusement park lines
— Tank puts his finger on the Blues Bros cheese whiz clip
— What a coincidence that the Accidental President was so accident prone … but hey give him a break,… he had weak knees from playing o-line at The Big House
— Speaking of the House, ChabDog reminds everyone that Ford did in fact make the leap to the Oval Office from people’s chamber, not the Senate
— Trying to give more love to Sarah Jane Moore (not Miller) in the pantheon of would-be assassins … sorry Sarah … Gerry was cut in the cloth of the indestructible Inspector Clouseau
— Sorry Brady … they don’t pay guys to finish up their career in New England … you need to go to LA for that…
— And who’ll step in to fill the gap at Gillette? Dandy Andy? Joe Sacko? Broken down Cam? A wife swap with Jameis? Pay to play with Peyton? Go full monty with the running game and bring back Timmy T-bone. “Well, what the hell we supposed to do, you moron?”
–Moderately mediocre game managers who won Super Bowls … a surprisingly big secret society
— Broadway Joe was overrated? Fleming flings the sexy stats, despite the guy’s great image in hoes
— Hear Joe Brown get down and dirty with Jack Lemmon
— They call it an “Adam’s” apple for a reason
— Thank god Herman Wouk wasn’t “woke”
— Brian reminds us that no Astros have been affected by the Coronavirus … they saw the signs before anyone else.
— How about putting Congressional insider stock trading on lockdown?
— Who’s Dan Rostenkowskowitz? Chairman of the “Keep the change” Ways and Means Committee. A truly corrupt politician in the grand tradition of the Land of Lincoln, Obama, and.. Daly and Blago
— David Bowie announces a benefit concert for combating Covid 19, where he’ll sing “Little China virus”. If only he’d tell Trump, “Oh baby just you shut your mouth.” The cast from Monty Python will also be there, singing “I like Chinese”
— Laraine Newman’s impression of Regan will really make your head spin (not to mention hers) (“The bed must be on the floor … the bed is on my foot… the bed is on my foot”) (“Your mother eats kitty litter … nobody talks about my momma”)
— And how about our Exorcist clip with lovable Linda, … it’s short and not too sweet
— DeBlasio in wax? That guy wouldn’t even qualify for ear plugs.
— Understanding how Newark sank to its current status as our seminal sanctuary city for murders
— Speaking of killing it, Marc becomes Frank by calling in from his blue, red and silver submarine, and attempts to twist the proverbial knife … but he’s just too far removed to be threatening
— Caruso skirts the question of how he feels now that Brady is a Buc/Pirate, but his misplaced faith in Jared “the stiff” Stidham belies credulity
— Being so grateful to be alive, we issue our final takedown with the Grateful Dead’s “Shakedown Street”
On the “Concubine Quarantine” CDST Show (Part 1):
— Despite another alarm clock mishap and some very nice dreams that went on a tad too long, ChabDog is somehow ready in time for the special Quarantine show…. for all those with a vested interest in choosing “Option B”
— Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through even a single evening
— How about a return to normalcy … along with Warren G. Harding, we can hardly wait for this turn of events
— Getting philosophical about the economic pros and cons of prohibition vs. regulation
— Taking gay pride in how my 13 year old neutered yorkie-poo forced a bigger, hormonal male pooch onto his dance card.
— Biking seems to be the perfect way to get your distance training in with the requisite social distancing … just watch out for the people trying to sidle up to you on the park benches.
— Someone needs to remind the beach goers in South FLA that this year, Spring Break is officially cancelled.
— Getting our arms around the shocking paper shortage at the local grocers (“Did you get me my cheez whiz, boy?)
— Well-read sheds light on why there’s nothing particularly aristocratic about the “Aristocrats”; yes, I would say most cats have better manners than many of these comedians, but most are unavoidably entertaining.
— Reliving Curt Gowdy’s herculean howl while narrating Kenny Stabler’s incredible completion to Clarence Davis through a Sea of Hands. And then we survey player reactions to the unbelievable impudence of a crazy Black Hole fan, who dared to sucker punch the Fins’ Manny Fernan.
— Exactly who was on the ultra-dominant 1992 Super Bowl champ Skins; apparently it was largely devoid of Hall of Famers.
— Why it makes sense to turn a blind eye to the hysteria … yes, please let me go to my happy place
— The youthful beyond his years Brian Keller cannot remember what he was doing in the 1950s, but comes through by confirming he was in Blackfoot Idaho when JFK was shot.
— What it’s like being a male handling the switchboard at Ma Bell.
— Ford’s predilection for advancement with the Executive Branch, unsupported by actually winning an election
On the “Racing Against the Clock” edition of CDST (Part 2):
— Now this is definitely the winning score … jazzy background music you have got to experience from the classic 70’s flick, “The Taking of Pelham 1, 2, 3” (“You’re a sick man, Rico”)
— A relatively svelte Chris Farley, as introduced by smart- mouthed Martin Lawrence, take the helm in a juvenile detention center … (“You got it, Homey” “I’m thirty five years old, thrice divorced, and I wish to hell I was living in a van down by the river” “That’s funny, and you’re purdy” “It’s a simple concept, bitches and cigarettes”)
— J.R. drops, but persistent Gerald to the rescue breaks through on skype line
— ChabDog decries his technology curse, but alas Glymph notes return to the conversation to save the day
— Fact — you cannot finish off a honey-do list in 10 minutes
— Steelers would rather pick up almost anything … other than Brady….
— Could be that the “nice” contracts are almost up for Tommie boy
— Andy Dalton’s no Timothy Dalton … is he even a Ryan Tannehill?
— As the conversation turns, we return yet again to the subject of bald Redskin QBs
— Our special guests insist Charlotte’s Cam is no charlatan.
— Time for Tyler Heineke to grab a Heineken and ride the couch.
— That Justin Herbert can really give the rock a heave.
— Super G’s astute reflections on Super Tuesday
— The extent to which Bernie’s drowning without any Southern comfort … just look at what happened in Virginia
— Biden’s mysterious connection with people … he can reach out and touch them, while sniffing
— Joe’s kicking back now that he’s inheriting Warren’s imposing ground game, along with Bloomberg’s bankroll
— Eric suggests a threesome with Bernie, AOC and Ilhan Omar (is that politically expedient? or possible?)
— The ultimate endorsement/campaign slogan by the Fonz … “My bike likes Ike” … maybe he should stump for Trump?
— Speculation on the Democratic VP Nominee … Kamala Harris? Stacey Abrams? Sinema paradiso?
— Why you could have a 269-269 tie? Why Donald would be fit to tied, unless Republicans control the newly-elected House.
— Trial by fire does not equal a trial without witnesses … let alone the first hand ones
— Deconstructing what an obstruction of justice really is
— Our mutual admiration society concludes another spirited meeting with a smokin tune from Aerosmith … Mama Kin….
On the “Racing Against the Clock” CDST Show (Part 1):
— Looks like most spectators thumbed their nose at Daylight Savings Time by sleeping in, and missing the running of the LA Marathon (it’s not smart to play games with Father Time)
— Big surprise that the Men’s race was not, in fact won by Kenyan, … and ChabDog was right! The winner hails from Ethiopia.
— Tank refuses to admit any affiliation with fire hydrant man Dawejko, notwithstanding the same red letters on the back of his shorts
— Our pick for a big flop during March Madness … take-a-seat Seton Hall (after squandering a 4-game lead, they’re now 3rd in the Big East and backpedaling wildly into the conf tournament)
— Aztecs hit a nasty snag against the Aggies
— Dayton could well have a date with destiny
— Those poor Tar Heels continue to get the tar kicked outta them
— NJIT has less to do with basketball and more to do with ITT; they built a good gym, … now they need to figure out how to play in it
— There’s actually a more pitiable and unwanted post-season competition than the Not Invited Tournament … the dreaded CIT
— Get a load on our busy signal (it’s heavy duty)
— Dem party brass is tired of biding their time with Bernie; it’s time for Biden
— We just notice that they’re growing some physical specimens at College Park, including that big guy with glasses, who looks like a cross of Dwight Howard and Erkel
— This is yet another year that seems tailor made for Gonzaga
— A striking dichotomy in the two-tiered Ivy
— Columbia Lou … now this was no laughable Lion
— And in the Division 3 Tournament Sweet 16, it’s the Yeshiva Buchers and the Randolph Macon Baconaters [pretty funny hearing Frank the Goyboy try and pronounce “Macabees”] — USC may have burst the hopes of the bubble bouncing Bruins
— And why was there a particularly intense Corona virus scare in Baltimore?
— The entire Northern half of Italy has been shut down, except for the graffiti artists in Milan, who will continue to work on available building space
— Good thing the 80’s are over, and we can switch away from switches.
— Well-read pops an Adrian Barbeauner….
— Who said, “She yo problem”
— We get spited by Skype, and as a result of some curious technical difficulties, start playing musical callers
— Jumping into the Sports Rock truncated college b-ball pool
— Happy to go too far with Defy Life’s J.R., in terms of a number of provocative topics, including … 1) why big is better in the NBA, 2) Bill Russell’s accomplished career as a product pitchman, 3) rekindling the reasons for Rick Barry’s removal (no smiles after that unfortunate comment involving watermelon); 4) why Marv’s hotel room role playing was only a temporary hanging offense?, and why would this be taboo according to Me Too; 5) why one-and-done Duke isn’t having much fun, and the Cavs are having a ball; and 6) it’s still completely unnatural that the Terps are not populating the ACC
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