Rowengardner: NOT my Rookie of the Year
I could spout off angrily about the Brewers getting swept by the Pirates, coming back strong to defeat the Nationals 3 of 4, and taking that momentum all the way to the bank in Milwaukee. Of course, they left it at the bank and got swept by the Reds at Miller Park this week, so we won’t talk about that anymore. The Crew is now 61-66 and, for all intensive purposes, donezo.
So instead we’re going to discuss the NL Rookie of the Year race, with 95% of the discussion centered around NL Central players and a line or two about the rest of the schmucks in the league.
by Josh Mosley
Only nine games went down in the majors last night. And lucky for you, the Central had five of those games. Join us won’t you?
by Danny Mehigan
Yeah Andy? Think you’re so special? Well, Mrs. Mehigan (Hey mom!) said I can be anything when I grow up. And I chose to write a meandering blog about baseball with two college cohorts. Mission accomplished. However, I could have done plenty of other things too. And I woulda been much better at them than these NL Central clowns.
Pittsburgh is wondering what Cpt. Jack was: WHY is the rum gone?
By Josh Mosley
Nothing like a relaxing weekend of doing absolutely nothing and enjoying it to get the spirits back up and the planets in alignment. And the Cardinals made that easy by taking all three games in the Steel City to extend that division lead to a Grand Canyon like gap of TWO WHOLE GAMES. I’ll get to that in a minute but first I want to respond to something that I heard during the Sunday afternoon game.
by Andy Paschen
We’re going to try something new here at The Swing: Central Booking. I got into work early today, poured myself some coffee into a fancy red mug, sat down in my swivel chair and then … nothing. So I says to myself, I says, “Peter Nincompoop (that’s what I call myself sometimes), why don’t you check out what happened in every N.L. Central game and do a quick post on that for The Swing?” Continue reading
by Andy Paschen
I am a many that wears many hats. Writer, Evanstonian, philosophizer, amateur crocodile wrestler — all of these things are me as I am a part of them. But today I don a new cap — clinical therapist — and answer some of the N.L. Central’s toughest questions with the sincerity and authority of a less-bald Dr. Phil.
People (read: ESPN) keeps talking about me making a run for baseball’s triple crown. It’s causing a little bit of anxiety to see my name all over TV, so I need to know two things. First, is it actually possible for me to win the triple crown? Second, can ESPN kiss my ass any harder or are these hickeys on my cheek just the beginning?
-Albert Pujols (St. Louis, Mo.) Continue reading
by Danny Mehigan
No. No it's not. And your hair is dumb.
Why do I feel the need to rip on a little Cubs fan with dyed hair, you ask? Well, it’s not my fault. When you Google “it’s gonna happen”, you just deal with the results. This isn’t even about the Cubs and their adorable 100+ year title drought. Though anytime you bring that up is a good time, because it’s hilarious and pitiful at the same time. This is also not about my fantasy basketball team named It’ll Never Happen – though we did finish a strong third place in the ESPN S&A League. Nice job, fellas. Continue reading