The Nats dropped a tough one last night to the Rockies, and Jamey Carroll nearly single-handedly beat his old team---which makes Distinguished Senators halfway prescient, which is sort of like being a little pregnant, except if you were halfway prescient there likely wouldn't be a little pregnancy . . . but I digress. Unfortunately, the other half of Ryan's nostradamizing (which amounted to Bodes being hit in the head by a Carroll foul ball and playing the "Why you gotta play me like that, dawg" card) didn't come to pass. Oh well.
Tonight, the Nats stand a decent chance of evening things up, seeing as Mike O'Connor is on the mound. Purple Row doesn't know much about O'Connor, and considering O'Connor hails to the Buff & Blue, I'd consider that rather unforgivable. But Rox Girl's got a heck of a blog over there, so I'm more than happy to let it pass.
Anyway, O'Connor is opposed by Josh Fogg. A brief history of Fogg:
- 2002: "Hey, who is this guy? He's pretty good."
- 2003: "Okay, maybe he's not so good."
- 2004-05: " . . . "
- 2006: "Where is Josh Fogg these days? Colorado? Or was that Kip Wells? Nope, that was Josh Fogg. Colorado, then."
One thing I've never noticed about Fogg: He was born in Lynn, Mass. That's where my best friend was married back in '97. I was the best man. Basil Trivia: Catch the Fever!
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Interesting link o' the day: Capitol Punishment abstracts the Baseball Primer Hall of Merit discussion on Frank Howard. The long and short of it is that Hondo could really mash, but he did so in a bad offensive era.