In less than 100 plate appearances Sweeney batted .263, cracked two homers and drove in 18 runs. But Philadelphia was willing to take a flier on the lumbar-challenged utility infielder. Sweeney, unlike his former Safeco Field playmates, may see the postseason from a vantage point other than the 72-inch, plasma-screen television.
I know what you're thinking: Why is somebody with my proclivities touting the feats of a part-time Mariner and full-time red stater? There is no logical explanation. But get real: the day of liberal and/or progressive athletes have gone the way of AC-DC cassette tapes, MC Hammer parachute pants, and Boones Farm Strawberry Hill wine. Bill Bradley, Bill Lee and Billie Jean King are so later-half twentieth century.
Sho' nuff. But we liked Mike Sweeney the teammate who had your back and would go to the wall -- and back -- for you. He's the loyal and trusted Rottweiler of the park. Do you believe British Petroleum (BP) executives are demonstrating a united front? Or do you they think they're throwing their colleagues under the bus?
Good luck, Good Dog Mikey. Despite our philosophical and political differences, the Dog Denizens of Genesee Park (DDGP) will think of you kindly in October.
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