Even the worst among us still occasionally do good things…just like Tommy Lasorda did for Hall-of-Famer Mike Piazza.… Read More Sports Analogies Hidden In Classic Movies – Volume 144: “A Star Is Born”
Let’s face it. For the regular six readers of this blog, I’m guessing a lot of you picture me as a Homer Simpson-ish character. Well, I don’t work at a nuclear power plant, Mrs. Dubsism does not have eight-foot tall blue hair, and you’d have to replace Homer’s love of Duff beer with some cheap-shit… Read More What You Would Expect From A Dubsism Christmas Post
A few days ago marked a High Holy Day in the religion of Tommy Lasorda Hating. June 4th marks the anniversary of the “the Kingman tirade,” which is fabled in song and story (rated R for language, definitely not safe for work). It all gets started by some dumb-ass reporter asking a typical dumb-ass question,… Read More Leave it to Tommy Lasorda To Have A Heart Attack on the Day I Usually Attack Him Yet Again
Frank McCourt Death Watch: Day 6 Los Angeles Dodgers owner Frank McCourt filed for Chapter 11 bankruptcy in an effort to prevent a takeover by Major League Baseball, Fox News reported Monday. Color me shocked. The guy’s been hemorrhaging money for years, he’s in the middle of the ugliest divorce in the history of divorces,… Read More Frank McCourt Death Watch: Chapter 11
Ever since Omar Moreno bought the Los Angeles Angels, there has been a war for supremacy in the Southland’s baseball market. Moreno may not be Georgi Zhukov, but his Red Army achieved as decisive a victory this past weekend at Dodger Stadium as Zhukov did against the Germans in 1943. Battered in this battle over… Read More Los Angeles is Now Truly The City of the Angels
We cannot let one of the most important anniversaries in Tommy Lasorda Hating slip by unnoticed. Today marks the anniversary of what Lasorda Haters everywhere call “the Kingman tirade” (rated R for language). It all gets started by some dumb-ass reporter asking a typical dumb-ass question, which inevitably propels Lasorda into channeling Joe Pesci. While it… Read More The Kingman Tirade
For those of you that didn’t know, I hate the Los Angeles Dodgers. The single moment in my life that produced nausea so violent (ugghhh…fighting urge now) that it would have given Mr. Creosote a bariatric case of vomit-envy is the (urrghhhh…) is the Kirk Gibson homer in the 1988 World Series. You remember…Game One,… Read More Teams That Grind My Gears: The Los Angeles Dodgers, part III
To say the Dodgers grind my gears is an exercise in understatement. I hate the Dodgers – seething, bile-spewing, eyeball-exploding hate. I have hated the Dodgers since childhood, and I will hate them until my dying breath. Even after that, I will still hate them. The Dodgers franchise is the embodiment of “warning track power.”… Read More Teams That Grind My Gears: The Los Angeles Dodgers
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