Friends! I come with very good news: Cut4, you know, the site I write for and where fun baseball stuff happens, now has a YouTube channel. It’s very exciting and I would very much appreciate you checking it out. There are things like baseball players hitting home runs into rivers, baseball players thrift shopping and baseball players talking about beards. There are people like PUP guitarist Steve Sladkowski talking about his deep love for the Blue Jays and, recently, I tried the absolutely disgusting Phil Hughes-approved peanut butter and pickle sandwich. Click here to check out the channel and do me a big favor and subscribe. If you like this old blog, then I think you’ll really enjoy this very much not-a-blog.
Even though there is very exciting non-blogs happening, there is always room in this world for blogs. And here are a few things I wrote this week that may be worth a few minutes of your Labor Day weekend time:
Christian Yelich recently posed for the ESPN Body Issue. This is a good thing. He is a very attractive man. However, it’s time for one very important thing: Stop having men pose in abandoned warehouses.
Bryce Harper is gone, but the Nats look set to take the Wild Card and then … who knows. Could Juan Soto, the most joyous man in baseball, do what Harper never could?
The Phillie Phanatic is … a bird? That’s … how is that possible?
Andrew McCutchen is baseball’s certified softie. While he’s going to miss the rest of the year, he’s at least spending lots of time doing goofy romantic stuff with his wife.
And here are a few things I didn’t write, but are very worth your time:
Players Weekend was last week and Gemma Kaneko broke down all the nicknames and charted them out. What can we learn from the data? This the future of sabermetrics.
The Senior Professional Baseball League was … well, it definitely wasn’t good. And a name like that certainly doesn’t make it sound exciting. But if you wanted a last chance to see players like Luis Tiant and Rollie Fingers, this was the thing for you. Here’s the scoop on the ill-fated league.
I hardly ever know what day it is. Turns out, baseball players never do. (Every day that a series begins? That’s a Monday.) This is a hilarious look at the lives of players we never think of.
OK, friends, that’s it for this week. Enjoy your weekends. Hit up the grills. And then bust out the jackets because summer is ending.