Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Omar Minaya

Minaya is apparently so fixated on assembling an all-Hispanic version of the Metropolitans that he has sunk to signing Jose Lima to a minor league contract.

Yes folks, THAT Jose Lima, the one the Royals continued to throw out there in 2005 despite the fact that Lima was historically bad and each additional start cost the team incentive money.

To put some perspective on how bad Lima was, keep in mind this stat: No pitcher in the history of major league baseball has had a season in which he started as many games as Lima did last year (32) and posted a higher ERA (6.99).

But he's good enough for Omar. It must be nice to literally burn money. I'll try it if I ever win the lottery.

Friday, January 06, 2006

Bruce Sutter Supporters

Look folks, this one isn't even all that hard. Just do a quick compare and contrast between Sutter and Dan Quisenberry:

Years: 12 each
Games: 674 Quiz, 661 Bruce
Innings: 1043 Quiz, 1042 Bruce
ERA: 2.76 Quiz, 2.83 Bruce
Win%: .549 Quiz, .489 Bruce
Save Titles: 5 each
World Series Titles: 1 each

They were the same pitcher people. T-H-E S-A-M-E. So please explain this last stat for me:

Highest HOF Vote Total: Quisenberry - 18, Sutter - 301

A little consistency is all I ask.

Sunday, December 04, 2005

J. P. Ricciardi

I hate to do this, because J.P. is a smart guy and he's from Massachusetts to boot, but anyone who gives B.J. Ryan $47 million for five years is a damn fool. It's practically the definition.

Monday, November 14, 2005

Larry Lucchino

...and Charles Steinberg, and Dan Shaughnessy, and everyone else involved in Theo Epstein's decision to leave the Red Sox.

Unfortunately, I don't think it's an exaggeration to say that these bozos may have done irreparable damage to the Red Sox's chances to remain contenders in the foreseeable future. Theo was that good.

And these schmucks are that stupid.

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Blake

Blake is a reader who recently stumbled across an old article I wrote about Lou Brock. Allow me to let Blake express himself. Here is the entire text of his email to me. The lack of punctuation and liberal use of all-caps are Blake's:

"You're a friggin IDIOT I don't know how MORONS like you think that anything you have to say is relevant why don't you sit around another 10 years or so ( or however long it took you to come up with this crap ) and waste more time in your worthless life, because all of you writers spout the most worthless crap that really has absolutely nothing to do with anything LOU BROCK is in the HALL OF FAME live with it you moron . Why don't you spend your time doing something worthwhile and constructive"

I love getting email from my fans, particularly those who call me worthless. All of those missives are precious to me. But when the reader goes above and beyond and re-defines irony by lecturing me on "worthwhile and constructive" pursuits (like sending belligerent, seemingly drunken emails about Lou Brock, from his work email address), that reader deserves my Damn Fool Award.

Well done, Blake. Well done.

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Ugueth Urbina

Urbina apparently was involved in a nasty incident in Venezuela that involved herding together a group of workers on his family ranch, hacking at them with machetes, dumping gasoline on them and lighting them on fire, all because he misplaced a firearm and thought one of the workers took it.

Damn fools don't come much bigger than that. No wonder someone kidnapped his mother last year, this guy is a jerk.

Monday, October 10, 2005

Ken Macha

Let me get this straight; Macha was the manager of an up and coming Oakland team that should be good for years. That team offered to keep him around at the rate of about $850,000 per year for the next three years, plus a chance to make $1.2 million in a fourth option year. Despite having no real negotiating leverage because the GM basically thinks the manager is dead weight, a stance that taints Macha's reputation around baseball as well, Macha refused the deal, wanting more money that Billy Beane was almost certain to reject. That scenario panned out, leaving Macha unemployed at a time when the only other managerial job openings are with teams far worse than Oakland's good young core and, in most cases, have even less financial ability to meet his salary demands.

That, my friends, is a damn fool.

(UPDATE - October 19, 2005: Apparently Macha realized his foolishness and crawled back to Billy Beane to accept the offer. Savvy move since it was clear he couldn't get that kind of deal anywhere else, but not enough to remove him from the Honor Roll of Damn Foolery.)

Monday, September 26, 2005

Keith Foulke

I would dearly love to give this week's award to Rob Dibble, as suggested by faithful reader Jack Davis, based upon Dibble's moronic commentary about Chone Figgins being a more valuable player than David Ortiz. Unfortunately, Dibble made his comments on TV, and no one seems to have written them up so I can link to them, so he'll have to settle for honorable mention this week.

The award instead goes to Keith Foulke, whose season is now officially over. With not one, but two, bum knees going into the last off-season, Foulke decided not to do anything but rest them, despite the requests of the team that he get one or both of them scoped. The disastrous results of that decision have affected the Red Sox all season. Their bullpen is still in disarray, and they are now more likely than not to miss the post-season largely because the bullpen has stunk worse than it did back in the days when it was patrolled by Rich Garces after a night of eating homemade refried beans.

Hurt, ineffective, and short-tempered with the fans. Yup, this year was pretty much the trifecta for Foulke.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Jeffrey Flanagan, Round Three

I may have to rename this award in Flanagan's honor. In it's short existence, this is the third time Flanagan has been named, a record. Some fools are just born to greatness.

This week, he made the inane choice of Mike Sweeney as Royals Player of the Year, apparently unaware that David DeJesus is so far ahead of Sweeney that you could just about fit Mark Teahen's production in the gap between them.

And, in the same column, he labeled Emil Brown as "a fourth outfielder anywhere else", meaning that he believes there are 87 other major league outfielders better than Brown. Apparently he is unaware that Brown's OPS is 33rd among all MLB outfielders with at least 350 plate appearances and 13th among AL outfielders on that list.

Research, Jeff, research. Some people in the newspaper business actually find it helpful. Try it sometime.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Rafael Palmeiro

This was a tough one. I could have gone with The Amazing Sosa, who apparently became the biggest millionaire since Howard Hughes to vanish into thin air.

Or I could have gone with David Wells and his never ending mouth.

Or Mark Buehrle's impersonation of Oliver Stone.

But I settled on Palmeiro because I hadn't given him his just ration of crap for the steroids incident, and now his earplugs and subsequent retreat to Texas give me the opportunity to make amends.So here's to you, Raffy. Damn Fools don't come much bigger.