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Memos Tagged Philadelphia


May112010

What the fuck is going on at Citizens Bank Ballpark?

tasered What the fuck is going on at Citizens Bank Ballpark?

Alright, so I’m sure you’ve all seen the video and and read the news (today, oh boy…) about  17 year old Steve Consalvi getting fucked up by a taser (did you know sometimes getting  tasered can make you shit your pants?). I was going to write about how fucking funny this is, until I realized that Philadelphia fans, although always known as douchebags, are stepping it up a notch this year. Frankly, I blame the city itself.

On top of the retard that is Steve Consalvi (welcome to 5 grand in fines and public humiliation, fuckface) there are 2 other complete tools that have infested the Phillies stadium this year.

Let’s get to the least reported, yet utterly disgusting one:

Meet Matthew Clemmens

This fat motherfucker pulled some serious shit. At a Phillies game in early April, Sir Fat Fuck decided it would be a good idea if he PUKED on an 11-year old girl. Now, I can’t quite figure out how much puke there was, but he’s fat and was drunk, so let’s just assume this was some serious Lard-Ass-from-Stand-By-Me type of puke. I’m sure you can guess why he has a black eye: the girls dad was an off-duty police officer, and he got knocked the fuck out. Mr. Clemmens here was charged with disorderly conduct, simple assault (simple? there’s nothing simple about this), reckless endangerment, harassment and related offenses. Congratulations!

On to tool bag number 2.

Thomas Betz decided to copy Steve Consalvi to ‘prove a point’ that you don’t need to taser anyone when they jump onto the field. What? Good old Tommy boy is an ‘aspiring’ DJ who calls himself  ”Thorobred”. Dude, once you’re 34, you can’t aspire to do anything but lose that gut and get some new shorts. He somehow got charged with drug possession in the midst of all this.

So, my question to all this is: what the fuck is going on in Citizens Bank Ballpark?



Apr272010

The Phillies sign Ryan Howard to a bad contract.

The Philadelphia Phillies announced today that they have reached an agreement on a contract extension with Ryan Howard (their first baseman…not The Office character) worth $125 million over 5 years. This now makes him the 2nd highest paid player in the majors, which is funny because he’s not even a top 5 first baseman.

Philadelphia+Phillies+v+Washington+Nationals+AxX kFTg0Mul The Phillies sign Ryan Howard to a bad contract.

I would love to just write “HAHAHA” all over this post, but that wouldn’t be too informative. Instead I will proceed to trash Ryan Howard, vicariously trashing Ruben Amaro.

This is a decision they are going to regret, and here’s why:

Age
Ryan Howard is 30 years old this year, and the contract will end when he’s 36 (it kicks in after his current deal is done). Not many players age gracefully into their mid 30′s. Some point to his durability, arguing that his healthy track record should alleviate concerns that he’ll break down when he’s 34, 35 or 36. I can’t help but wonder if this will eventually put too many miles on his odometer. Yes, he has never had a serious injury, but when you go on the 15-day DL for a calf strain, you’re also letting every other part of your body heal.

One of the greatest inventions time wasters ever is baseball-reference’s Similarity Scores list . It’s a 15 year old stat invented by Bill James (read about it here) that compares a certain players career to that of another players in order to find ‘similar careers’ . Do you know what players compare to Ryan Howard at the age of 29? Mo Vaughn, Cecil Fielder and Richie Sexson. Gross.

Fielding
Ryan Howard is an average first baseman. His UZR over the passed 4 seasons has been downright pedestrian (-1.1, -1.5, 1.9, 2.1)  If you don’t care to learn about UZR, know this: it’s rated on runs. So last year his defense saved 2.1 runs. Which is better than giving up runs, but not by much. This can only get worse, and there’s no way to hide his defense in the National League. There’s no DH here like there was for David Ortiz’s WHOLE career. But, his inability to DH won’t really matter much, because…

Hitting
Even now, in his prime, I wonder how Ryan Howard possibly gets balls to hit. His contact rate (the ability to make contact with pitches) has been bad for 4 years (69%, 62%, 67%, 70%). Where does this rank with the rest of the first base elite? Albert Pujols’ contact percentage in 2009 was 89 percent! Mark Teixeira? 81 percent. Miguel Cabrera? 82 percent. Prince Fielder? 77 percent. Where does this go as his eyes get worse with age? What happens when his bat speed slows down? All downhill.

Everyone knows Ryan Howard strikes out way too much, this is not a secret. What’s is disconcerting is that he is now walking much less. His walk totals have been dropping consistently since 2006 (108, 107, 81, 75).

Another concern with Howard is that he can’t hit lefties at all. Not one bit. He hit a paltry .207 against left handed pitchers in 2009, with 6 HR’s and a .356 SLG %. That’s Adam Everett territory! This is essentially going to take an at-bat per game out of Ryan Howard’s hands. No manager will bring in a right handed pitcher to face him, and he’ll end up seeing a steady stream of left handed pitchers out of the bullpen.

This was a bad, bad deal.

A big thumbs up to the Philadelphia Phillies!



Oct262009

Massive-two-shits Random Laws

This past weekend I attended a bachelor party in lovely Boston, MA – the birthplace of liberty some say. (Other historians and nay-sayers will argue in favor of Philadelphia, but Captain Flintheart will tell you there is no such freedom in that city. I disgress, getting back to the story.)

I was rather stoked for this bachelor party being it’s for a buddy of mine I’ve knew since grade school. He moved to Connecticut for some reason and has been in isolation ever since. Regardless, I was excited for the weekend, but I was curious on the ironic choice of Boston for two reasons:

  1. a bachelor party is typically the “last hurrah” before the bachelor loses their freedom forever through marriage; and
  2. the very same Patriots that fought for our precious liberty out of Boston would be alarmed with some of the laws that now exist within the Commonwealth of Massive-two-shits.

The first irony I list is relatively easy to understand. Angry Bostonians created the stir that eventually led to the Revolutionary War and our subsequent freedom. A bachelor party signals the end of said freedom.

The second irony is due to all the ridiculous laws the Commonwealth has adopted that are pretty random. Want a list?

  • Out-of-state visitors that are younger than 25 years of age cannot purchase alcohol at events, i.e. concerts, baseball games, etc.
  • It is illegal to order a Lobster Tail a la carte at a restaurant.
  • Drinking out of pitchers is forbidden due to Commonwealth Law.
  • Bars and Restaurants cannot discount beverages to attract revelers, i.e. no Happy Hour

I’m sure there may be one or two random laws we came across or tried to break this past weekend that are not on the above list, but you get the point. These are some random laws which limits the freedoms of people who choogle in Boston.

Bartenders definitely infringed in my opinion as they ripped a pitcher out of my hands while I was about to take a swig. In addition, not being able to order a Lobster on the side with a side of mashed potatoes is horse shit. I was victim to the “less than 25″ rule a few years back at a Pearl Jam show. And for the life of me, I can’t figure out the bit with no happy hours. I’m appalled.

Well, not all is lost. On the way home, I witnessed one of the greatest scenes ever:

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Yes. That is a woman filling up her gas tank from the wrong side because she just wanted to make “it work.” It didn’t. It was rather humorous and made me less angry about the random laws that exist in the Commonwealth of MA.

Word to the wise, consult a lawyer before traveling to this Commonwealth. On a side note, why the hell is a Commonwealth and what does that mean?



Oct162009

Them Crooked Vultures, Live In Philly 10/12/09

As I mentioned on Wednesday, I was lucky enough to see Them Crooked Vultures in concert at the Electric Factory in down town Philly on Columbus Day.  For those of you who are unfamiliar, the band consists of Dave Grohl (of the Foo Fighters, formerly of Nirvana) on drums, John Paul Jones (formerly of Led Zeppelin) on bass and Josh Hommes (of Queens of the Stone Age) on guitar and lead vocals. They don’t have an album out yet or a single to promote, even their myspace page is devoid of music. In fact, the only thing they have officially released are 3 short instrumental clips on their youtube page. I went into this concert not even knowing what the vocals would sound like.

I won’t bore you with the cluster fuck of shittacity that we experienced while chooglin’ to the show or how we were the only ones pregraming in a random ass parking lot which included not one, but two bums (who both seemed well acquainted with proper concert etiquette). Or the fact that the ticket didn’t mention an opening act and we ended up wasting an hour in the venue while our miller high life’s stayed locked in our trunk.

The crowd for this show was an amalgam of every rock show i’ve ever been to. It was a small venue filled with more testosterone than Kimbo Slice’s beard. Anyway, I was ecstatic to see John Paul Jones (who is one half of one of the most solid rhythm sections of all time) play fucking bass. The 63 year old man that he is, looked and played bass like he wasn’t a day over 39. He seemed unbelievably happy to (1) be relevant again and (2) to be playing bad ass mother fucking music. He even played keytar for a song…for real.

Seeing Dave Grohl drum was also a personal highlight for me. He hasn’t drummed much since he started the Foo Fighters over a decade ago, so I knew this was as close to Nirvana as I was ever going to get. He drums like a man possessed, with an intensity matched only by Animal of the Muppets.

Observe! (I suggest playing these videos at the same time for optimum effect)

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Mr. Grohl

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The show started off with the song *Elephants and the hinges blew off the proverbial door. Angular rock and roll with laser precision tempo changes and deep muscular rhythms. At that moment the crowd would have committed murder if possible. The band was augmented by 2nd guitarist and Matt Pinfield lookalike Alain Johannes.

The true highlight for me came with the song *Scumbag Blues. Picture the Cream song, Sunshine of Your Love filtered through the White Stripes 21st century blues/sleaze. The whole show was a little over an hour. No frills, no cover songs, limited chatter and a heavy dose of heavy rock and roll, but not “angry” music as is often characterized by this type of music. Few bands i’ve seen in my day would be able to match their intensity, which was second only to Rage Against The Machine’s 1st reunion show, which I was literally scared for my life to be at.

*These videos are actually from the show at Philly

 



Oct142009

Fuck Off Philadelphia, PA

Up until this weekend, I had no issues with Philadelphia. Not only is it a fascinating hot bed of American history but it also share’s the title and location of one of TCM’s favorite TV shows.

On Columbus day I was lucky enough to attend a concert by the band, Them Crooked Vultures (more on that in a future post). Haven’t heard of them? That’s because they haven’t released an album yet and no singles. Trust me by 2010 you will know who they are.

Anyway, my companions and I stayed in a Holiday Inn Express right in downtown Philly. It was a swanky ass hotel with the WORST parking garage you have ever seen. By this I mean it was limited parking to begin with and the parking attendant spends his whole day moving cars in and out with some Austin Powers maneuvering so someone can go away for an hour and than come back. It’s hard to explain, but it was a serious game of Tetris.

When we went to check out the next morning, they slipped the bill receipt under the door. The bill had 4 charges, accommodations (obviously) and parking were the first 2. The next 2 were something I’ve never seen before in my entire life:

A state occupancy tax and a city occupancy tax.

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What. The. Fuck.

I have never seen such a thing in my entire life. Are you telling me it costs my ass extra money just to stay in your shit-tastic state, not to mention an additional fee to stay in a city within that state? That is fucking bold, Pennsylvania. You need to get off your high horse and sit the fuck down.


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