I was looking something up involving baseball and found this sight and realized that it belonged to me! lol. Then realizing I haven't blogged anything since last year I decided to see if I still remembered my sign in. Of course I did! But I haven't forgotten that the Yankees won the World Series. I told my other half before the win that they haven't won in 9 years or so and he said that's pretty spoiled thinking. Well what do you expect.

Baseball cards should not look like this. I don't care what anyone says. This is not a test shot for Playgirl or the damn sauna. But some ball players feel the need to go the extra mile for a baseball card that usually ends up in the trash or piles of bubble gum on them.   

 

 

 

 

 

Even one hit wonder Gerardo knows better.

 

Baseball cards are supposed to look something like this...

 

Or this...

 

           

 

 

Not much to say right now. lol. I could use some encouragement and if some of you nice people leave a few nice comments for me on here then I know people are reading this silly page. :)

So I signed off not planning on blogging about anything but a great discussion has come to my attention about some of the women in history playing in sports with the men and it got me thinking about when we will see the first female MLB player. I mean playing in the big leagues not just some lower level team. Now I heard that there is some kind of block that prohibits women from playing in Major League Baseball but I have to tell you that sounds like discrimination. If the right girl came along she would knock that rule out of the park. Baseball seems to be the last sport that has not had a women playing in. Some people have said that a girl would not be good enough EVER but lets take a look at current women in sports who surpass that theory. Danica Patrick for one. Or Katie Hnida who played for New Mexico in definately the most unlikely sport.. football. She is the only girl to have scored in a NCAA devision. Guess she couldn't do it, huh?

 

 

 

Well I decided to take a break writing a blog on here because honestly who reads it anyway. I pretty much went on strike. But I decided to check in and realized some of my blogs, ok maybe 1 or 2, are kind of a strike. translation... THEY STINK. The one about the dollhouse which I will delete right after this blog so you don't feel the need to look and say "yeah that one was kinda lame". I was having bloggers block and could not come up with anything good to write so I had to write something stupid instead of not showing up. Maybe it was just a reason to say Tino Martinez was my favorite player but I could of just said that but being the low key person that I am I had to resort to being really lame. I have been gone so long now I forgot how to use some of these links here. Has Spring Training started yet?

  

I do have to admit some of my other posts are not so bad. At least I think.  

 

:)

 

JK about ST. I still know what is going on in the world. geese! LOL

I am pretty late on this but I want to congratulate my favorite country Japan on winning the World Baseball Classic. I know being in the USA I should be voting for my country and shame on me for this but.... too bad!  I love that country and hope to visit it someday and see how they do baseball. It's the second for them... kinda like the Yankees USED to be. No seconds for you!  You can be excused from the table now. No really I was for both teams. If the USA won I would of congratulated them to.. well.......... ok yeah I would have.

 

(Please no nasty comments, lol)

 

 

I'm back with a new confession! Not from me but from A....... rod! I brought up in a previous blog about all the confessions going on lately starting with a favorite book "Confessions of a She Fan". This party does not end! Arod is confessing he may be full of himself. Duh! Like we don't know that already.

 

At least he could of included the local priest in those pictures like this confessor. Or maybe not. He's too old.

 But you can't reach everyone in their pursuit of cleansing themselves.

 

 

Being a Yankees fan living in Colorado does not give me a lot of opportunities to watch the Yankees play here or even watch a winning team play here for that matter but in the year 2007 that would all change. Not only did I get to see the Yankees play during a interleague series but my hometown team the Colorado Rockies would go to the World Series for the first time and I would have lived for this, literally.

On October 15, 2007 the Colorado Rockies were set to play the Arizona Diamondbacks and I was set to watch the game on tv  when I had my first serious car accident that day. It happened so fast but yet in slow motion as I knew something was coming but could not manage to stop it and then bam... it hit. I had slammed my head into a air bag at the time thinking it was the window feeling my brain actually move inside my head as if a bat hit a ball fighting for a home run and then I screamed. Left with horrible head pain and several lacerations on me it became the most horrifying moment in my life leaving me with millions of thoughts in just a single moment. Am I going to die? Am I going to fade out anytime now?  I am going to miss the Rockies play now. Are they going to go to the World Series? Just before the accident I was in a conversation about my hometown team and if we should go knowing that it could cost us. That night ended with the Rockies clinching the pennant and on their way as we were on our way to the hospital.

But it didn't cost us, not in the most important sense as we were released from the hospital that night having sneeked a peek at the game that was playing on a tv down the hall. After that worrying about the cost of a ticket seemed silly as the ultimate cost had not been paid. So off we went to the first World Series for us and for Colorado and it was exciting and I lived for it.

 

In the aftermath of starting Jane Heller's book "Confessions of a She-Fan" (which I love) about the New York Yankees I found another "Confession" book. This time by Alyssa Milano titled "Confessions of a Baseball Fanatic". There has been alot of confessing going on lately? Joe Torre even "confessed" recently with another person speaking for him which I do not count as a confession. It's more like passing notes in school to your friends about a boy you like. Then it gets passed around for people to see and ends up in the hands of the one your talking about. He may like it or he may not. But who cares cause your name is not on it.

                     

Samantha Fox confessed herself in the 80s which is not what were talking about here. Actually she confessed way too much.

And this guy recently confessed. Oh brother!

 

Oh and this confession of course which actually should be one of my confessions.

 

 

I wonder who's going to "confess" next? I can't wait. But I'm not sure if there are enough priests to cover all the confessions.