There are a couple of songs in my iTunes that when come on, just instantly motivate me and get me all jazzed up. Some are from the baseball days, when I’d listen to Death Metal to get myself geared up. I got me thinking of what other types of songs people listen to to get themselves pumped up and excited. For getting ready for a baseball game or beating the snot out of 12 year olds in Call of Duty 4 I listen to either/or:

Three Days Grace - “Animal I have Become”
Slipknot - “Wait and Bleed”
Emarosa - “Utah”
A Day to Remember - “Speak of the Devil”
Tears Don’t Fall - “Bullet for My Valentine”

Slipknot would probably be the best for getting me insanely worked up. I used to listen to that song before every game I pitched in college. I would make sure to be the last one off the bus while I waited back and pulled a mini Dwight Shrute by rocking out to that song. Really any song that has heavy guitar riffs, loud drums, and good intense screaming will get the blood flowing. Later I’ll follow up with a list of songs that calms me down and makes me more productive.

Well as any Twins fan would know, as soon as a player reaches all-star status, the team tries to dump them before they actually have to pay them what they are really worth. Once again, they dump a player like Johan Santana and get no established big leaguer in the trade. They had chances to get other players that have already stepped foot on a big league field but they were greedy and thought they could get more. As it turns out, both the Red Sox and Yankees stopped talking with the tools that are the Twins and let the Mets get a steal on Johan. The Twins got 4 minor leagues in return, none that project out to be anything near a Santana.

I’m happy for Santana though. He finally will be on a team that will do something if they are in a race and need another player. The Twins, when they are in need of a player go and grab the best play from the St. Paul Saints or some other washed up big leaguer.. or else trade for more minor leaguers. I’m also happy for Terry Ryan who left the circus that is the Minnesota Twins. I can only imagine what it’s like working for the cheapest billionaire in the game, Carl Pollad. That guy pulls in so much money but for some reason doesn’t want to put anything back into the team and bring another World Series to Minnesota.

Leeks, I think it’s time I start cheering for the D-Rays.. I mean Rays.

So apparently the “Devil” in Devil Rays has been sneaking into little kids rooms and eating them, so the organization has now been forced to change their names to Tampa Bay Rays. Wow that rhymes. Sound pretty good. Umm maybe not. How about we change every teams name to something that rhymes. Seriously say the new name three times fast. You feel that a complete idiot. Man I hate rooting for this team and living in this town. Worst baseball town ever. All people do is complain about the team complaint about the park etc etc. The organization is not much better and to prove their point they did this. And also they are talking about wanting to build a new stadium funded by tax payers. Ha, just a ploy to get to move the franchise. Hey Tampa Bay area. Growing up I had to drive almost two hours to go to a Twins game. Tampa fans complain about have to drive an extra 30 miles to go to a game. What babies. Oh well guess I will sit back and enjoy Devil Rays baseball while it lasts. And yes they are still the Devil Rays. Not a good name, but better that Everybody Loves Rays

So I hate baseball and I hate all of you. First the Yankees and Cubs lose and all is right in the world. The Rockies win the NLCS and my life gets better. Then the Indians go up 3-1 and It looks like the WS of my dreams is about to happen. Then the stupid Indians blow it all a Willie Mays Hays to Jake Taylor. Come on. All of America except those stupid annoying Boston fans were rooting for you and you lay three goose eggs in a row. “Wild thing you walk everything” Way to make Bob Uecker proud. “one hit, we got one damn hit” “you cant say that on the air” “christ no one is listening”. Now i cannot go into a sports bar for the next week and a half because of those annoying Boston fans. Thanks a lot Indians. I hope you are happy. Cleveland does not rock. Maybe they should have put some vagisil on the ball.

I am apparently living in a 60 year olds body. I struggle to get into my car, my chair, out of the couch, off the pot, wipe my own ass.. It all started the other day when I was getting ready for my baseball game. I was all set to leave when I grabbed my hat and tried putting it on my head. I guess my head has gained about 10 lbs. since the last time wore a hat, so I snugged down on my hat, straining my neck in the process. I had about a 60 degree range of motion with my

If any of you missed the game last night between Bonds and the Nationals, you missed a great one. I actually only watched Lannan pitch and hit but it was amazing. It was like watching playoff baseball, but without the playoffs. Bonds went 0-3 with a pop-fly foul ball, grounded into a double play, and struck out. The strikeout was the last batter Lannan faced as he went 7 innings only giving up one run. He was behind in the count 3-1 when he threw a belt high fastball and Bonds swung right through it. That set him up for a curveball that Bonds swung right over. I can’t imagine the pressure and intensity that Lannan was feeling but it was a treat to watch. Full Story

This weekend was an awesome time to watch some of the future hall-of-famers break milestone records. I will be the first one to admit that I don’t like Barry Bonds and the whole did he or didn’t he take steroids. To me it’s obvious that he did and I believe there were a lots of things that have happened in the last year or two to make sure he never tested positive for them. It would make the league look like a joke, so I think they helped cover it up.

On Saturday I threw for the St. Pete Saints of the Clearwater/Tampa League.. we played the New York Yankees.. no wait, the Clearwater Yankees. I could’ve sworn I saw David Wells though.. must’ve been some other white trash drunk. We were up 20-0 in the bottom of the sixth or seventh, not quite sure because the game was so slow, our guys were literally walking around the bases. So anyways, I go out there for one inning. My arm is killing me by the way, but I still try to throw like it’s game 7 of the Clearwater League World Series. I get the first guy to pop up to second. The next two guys hit missle rods back up the middle, one almost killing our